that Sara could not help showing that she noticed the large black spot
left by the chocolate on the seat of his trousers. He saw her look at
it, and spoke to her kindly.

"That's all right, little girl," he said. "Avrillia will have me
change them in a minute."

Then he noticed Schlorge's dreadful impatience for something to stand
on, and rang a little bell in his left ear.

Immediately a small servant, also of chocolate, came tumbling out of
the house. He was the most attractive-looking person you can imagine.
His eyes and teeth were exactly like the filling in a chocolate cream,
and how his eyes rolled and his teeth twinkled! But it was the inside
of his mouth that fascinated Sara most. It was of the lovely, violent
red of certain jelly-beans she had known, and she caught the most
tantalizing, cavernous glimpses whenever he grinned.

"Yassuh," said his master, "go at once and get a piece of plain white
satin for Mr. Schlorge to stand on. You'll find a bolt in the
tool-box."

Yassuh scrambled off down the path. (He was very bow-legged, because
his mother had allowed him to go out in the sun too much, when he was
a baby, and, being of chocolate, his legs had softened into that
shape.) Almost immediately he came rolling back with the white satin,
which he spread on the box.

All this time Schlorge had been in an agony of impatience. Almost
stepping on Yassuh in his eagerness, he jumped upon the box, and,