Alas for Alexander of the pleasant hazel eyes; for he, too, has fallen
a victim to the signors of the night. He was never known to poach, he
never brought in a rabbit even, but it is spring, and pheasants are
young, and keepers cruel.
So silently Alexander, too, has vanished away, and there is no
redress. [Illustration: Kitten by Madame Ronner]