"It 'minded me of ve mad ladies' voices," explained Ariadne apologetically, breathing quickly. She added: "Vat was such a _nawful_ dream, Favver. I wonder could I have your watch to hear tick in my hand to go me to sleep." "Yes, dear; but only for to-night because of the bad dream." There were little nestling noises, gradually quieting down. Then, sleepily: "Favver, please." "Yes, dear." "I fink I could go _all_ to sleep if you'd pit your head down on my pillow next my bunny." A stir in the darkness, and an instant's quiet, followed by, "Why, Favver, what makes your face all over water?" There was no answer. "And your beard is as wet as--" She broke off to explain to herself: "Oh, it's rain, of tourse. I forgot it's raining. _Now_ I remember how to _really_ go all to sleep. I did before. I listen to it going patter, patter, patter, patter--" The little voice died away. There was no sound at all in the room but the swift, light voice of the watch calling out that Time, Time, Time can cure all, can cure all, can cure all--and outside the brooding murmur of the rain. A faint, clear gray began to show at the windows. THE END ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ROMAIN ROLLAND'S JEAN-CHRISTOPHE DAWN . MORNING . YOUTH . REVOLT Translated by GILBERT CANNAN. 600 pp. $1.50 net; by mail, $1.62. It commences with vivid episodes of this musician's childhood, his fears, fancies, and troubles, and his almost uncanny musical sense. He plays before the Grand Duke at seven, but he is destined for greater things. An idol of the hour, in some ways suggesting Richard Strauss, tries in vain to wreck his faith in his career. Early love episodes follow, and at the close the hero, like Wagner, has to fly, a hopeful exile. "'Hats off, gentlemen--a genius.' ... Has the time come for the 20th century to uncover before a master work? A book as big, as elemental, as original as though the art of fiction began to-day."--Springfield Republican. (Entire notice on application.) "The most momentous novel that has come to us from France, or from any other European country, in a decade.... Highly commendable and effective translation ... the story moves at a rapid pace. It never lags."--_E. F. Edgett in Boston Transcript._ JEAN-CHRISTOPHE IN PARIS THE MARKET-PLACE ANTOINETTE . THE HOUSE 473 pp. $1.50 net; by mail, $1.62.