The Law of the Trigger

HOther had heard the children go upstairs some time ago. They had been very quiet ever since. "I wonder what they are doing," She thought. "Layton is so good to his little sister. Very few boys of thirteen would pay attention he does to a little sister of eleven. I suppose he is amusing her now, the dear little chap. I think I will just step up and see what they are doing. The mOther went up quietly and opened the door of the boy's room. The children knew nothing of her entrance, and no wonder. The sight that met her gaze almost took her breath away. The boy was indeed amusing his sister. Both children were naked. Their clothes were thrown carelessly in heaps on the floor; a mass of white ruffles and lace which belonged to the girl lay under the short blue pants of the boy. Four long black stockings and two pairs of shoes, one con- siderably smaller than the Other were strewn about where they had been heedlessly drawn from the children's legs and feet