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 was on her face.
 Don't be frightened" said the fairy, as Rose clutched Tom and wondered whether she ought to faint or not; don't be frightened, am good fairy. l was turned to china by wicked enchantress, but every night at 12 o'clock l recover the power of speech, which lasts until dawn. l was very unhappy in the old curiosity shop. where 1 was taken by the person who found me in a forest and thought l was an ornament. There was no one there at midnight for me to talk to except lot of Chinese idols and brass figures and creatures of that sort, and they didn't understand me. was very pleased when you brought me to your nice, happy home, and you can't think how I've been longing for ls o'clock to be able to thank you"
 "Im sure we're very pleased" stam- mered Rose, "but of course it's very odd. don't like to ask you, but-er-would you like anything to eat?"
 The fairy laughed a silvery laugh. 'Oh, no, she said, fairies are never hungry. Besides, I want you to be kind enough to open the window for me and let me fly away. if I can get back to fairyland before dawn, 1 may find my protectress, who will take away the spell that has been put upon me"
 "Oh, certainly" said Tom, with pleas ure;" and he was proceeding to open the window when he recollected the fairy had cost him 10 shillings, and that the transaction would be d dead loss to him. The fairy evidently guessed what was passing in Toms mind, for she flew gracefully off the mantelpiece and came and stood on the table beside him.
 ''I will not be ungrateful," she said; ''as reward for your kindness can grant you one wish, whatever it is.
 ''Oh Tom!" exclaimed Rose, who had gradually shaken off her nervousness. ''Wish to be dramatic author"
 Tom was always an obedient husband (that was why he was so happy), and so he said at once, Il wish to De d dramatic author"
 Certainly" said the fairy. "Go to bed, and tomorrow when you wake up you will be one. Now, thank you very much, and good night" The fairy kissed her little hand to the young couple, spread her wings and flew away into the moonlight Tom and Rose watched her as far as they could see her, then closed the window and retired to rest.
 The next morning when Tom woke ur he had splitting headache, and he felt so awfully seedy he could hardly sit uI to look at his watch.
 By Jovei'' he exclaimed, tits E o'clock"
 Then he looked round for Hose and found she wasn't d.ere.
 "Rosel Rose" he called out, ''wherC are you?"
 Rose came running in from the next room.
 "Oh, you are awake at last, Tom, she said. Twill you have a cup of tea?' Il think so; I- By love! I'm aw fully i'll, and can hardly open my eyes. ''I don't wonder at it" said Rose; ''it was o'clock this morning when you came home"
 "Oh, ah, yes! remember" said Tom sittiI g up and looking round the large elegantly furnished bedroom. "A beastly all night dress rehearsal. And I've go to go down to the theatre again toda, and see that scene. I have to alter tht situation at the last infinite to suit tn, scene, because the scene itself can't bt altered in time"
 ''Was Mir. Smith any better tempered last night?"
 "No; Le swears it's the worst part h, ever played, and he's sure that it will b, a frost; and Miss Brown won't have ina -snaseh cIf 5ds. giSs says iez the onl, good one she has, and I'm sure that i -r;a ,, II 5e goosed, and it comes just at critical point"
 Tom was just going to lie down agail tillthe tea came, when 6 servant came up
 "Please, sir. Mir. Jones has called, ant he says he must see you at once."
 "Oh, bothcr!" said Tom. Whats tn matter now? Ask him to come up."
 Rose went down, and presently MI Jones. the manager of the theatre wher Johnson's drama was to be produced ol Monday evening, came in.
 Sorry to worry you, old fellow" sai Jones, but it's serious. Every body wh saw the dress rehearsal last night say the fifth act will settle the play. Yo1 must end it in the fourth"
 "Whatr' yelled Tom, pressing hi hands to lis splitting head; "cut out tn last &ctl It can't be done. A year ha to elapse between acts four and five"
 "Oh, you can get over that. At an rate, it will have to be done"
 Il won't do it," shrieked Tom; '' won't. Id sooner throw the confounde play in the fire. Why, it's ridiculous Look here, Mir. Jones; I'm the author and I'm responsible. You'll either pla my play as I've written it, or you won play it at all.
 Tom had worked himself up into violent rage, and the manager tried { calm him.
 "Don be a fool, Johnson" he saiC think it over and come down to m house. Smith dhat was the leadin man) will be there and Robinson (tl stage manager). and we'll talk it ov( quietly. must go now. l must call c Miss Blank and see if she can play Mar Walters tomorrow night"
 Miss Blank? Why. Miss Dash is goin to play it.
 What, haven't you heard? She W; thrown out of her cab going home fro the rehearsal last night, and won't able to play for month"
 Tom groaned and flung himself bac on the pillow.
 Everything in the play depends upC Mary Walters" he said, "and you a going to have it played at twelve hour notice by girl who's never seen a lii of the part yet"
 What are we to do?"
 "I don't know. groaned Johnson, ''I come round presently. believe th play will drive me mad"
 An hour later Tom was going dow stairs growing and grooming to himsel when Rose came out of her boudoir.
 Going out, Tom? Why, you haver