Produced by Al Haines
GROSSET & DUNLAP
by Little, Brown & Company
To my father
There was a plum-tree in the orchard, all snow and ebony against a skyof sapphire.
Becky Sharp, perched among the fragrant blossoms, crooned soft nothingsto herself. Under the tree little Anne lay at full length on thetender green sod and dreamed daydreams.
"Belinda," she said to her great white cat, "Belinda, if we could flylike Becky Sharp, we would all go to Egypt and eat our lunch on the topof the pyramids."
Belinda, keeping a wary eye on a rusty red robin on a near-by stump,waved her tail conversationally.
"They used to worship cats in Egypt, Belinda," Anne went on, drowsily,"and when they died they preserved them in sweet spices and mademummies of them—"
But Belinda had lost interest. The rusty red robin was busy with aworm, and she saw her chance.
As she sneaked across the grass, Anne sat up, "I'm ashamed of you,
Belinda," she said. "Becky, go bring her back!"
The tame crow fluttered from the tree with a squawk and straddledawkwardly to the stump, scaring the robin into flight, and beating aninky wing against Belinda's whiteness.
Belinda hit back viciously, but Becky flew over her head, and byseveral well-delivered nips sent the white cat mewing to the shelter ofher mistress' arms.
"I suppose you can't help it, Belinda," said Anne, as she cuddled her,"but it's horrid of you to catch birds, horrid, Belinda."
Belinda curled down into Anne's blue gingham lap, and Becky Sharpclimbed once more to the limb of the plum-tree, from which shepresently sounded a discordant note.
Anne raised her head. "There is some one coming," she said, and rolled
Belinda out of her lap and stood up. "Who is it, Becky?"
But Becky, having given the alarm, blinked solemnly down at hermistress, and said nothing.
"It's Judge Jameson's horse," Anne informed her pets, "and there's agirl with him, with a white hat on, and they'll stay to lunch, andthere isn't a thing but bread and milk, and little grandmother iscleaning the attic."
She picked up her hat and flew through the orchard with Belinda a whitest