c'est
une quete a l'intention des petites filles polonaises internees au
camp de Havelberg!" What, Marie had nothing but her chain necklace,
and that did not end in _on?_ No, but the links of the chain did,
argued Jeanne. "Donne _des chainons!_" she prompted in a whisper. "J'y
mets des chainons," said Marie in Jeanne's thinnest voice, and the
necklace found its way into the basket.

"_Je vous tends mon corbillon: qu'y met-on?_ A vous, Marthe. O,"
exclaimed Jeanne, "tu y mets ton _chignon?_ Eh bien, tu sais, n'est-ce
pas, beta, qu'il faut que tu t'y mettes avec!" and into the basket she
went after a lingering caress from Jeanne.

_"Je vous tends mon corbillon: qu'y met-on?"_ It was the turn now of
Yvonne in her bed. "Comment," said Jeanne, affecting indignation, "si
tu n'etais pas si frileuse tu donnerais ton edredon?" And what about
the little _poupees polonaises internees_, snatched from their beds
and carried off without any bedclothes at all, let alone an eiderdown!
Presently, "J'y mets mon edredon," Yvonne was understood to say, and
"Sage!" approved Jeanne.

_"Je vous tends mon corbillon: qu'y met-on?_ Jacques, mon pauvre ami,
tu n'as pas de chance, hein?" There was no help for it; it was the
only thing he had that rhymed. "Imagine la joie des petites polonaises
internees!" she urged, taking the necessary action. "J'y mets mon
pantalon," piped a disconsolate little thread of voice.

_"Je vous tends mon corbillon: qu'y met-on?_ A vous, Mikadesse!" A
beam of pleasure, succeeded by a falling of the countenance, then a
look of decision, ended in a "Houp-la!" as the Japanese doll descended
into the basket, and was made to say, "J'y mets une poupee du Japon!"
After all she was an ally of the little polonaises.

_"Je vous tends mon corbillon: qu'y met-on?_ Allons, les jumeaux! a
vous!" Jeanne thought the twins were really in a plight and that she
would have to help them out with a gift, but, quick as thought, Castor
seized Pollux, saying, "J'y mets mon compagnon!" and Pollux, divining
his intention, grasped Castor, declaring excitedly, "Et moi aussi,
j'y mets mon compagnon" And into the basket they leapt together. "Ils
s'entetent a rester inseparables," sighed Jeanne; "c'est bien."

_"Je vous tends mon corbillon: qu'y met-on?"_ Adelaide never had
possessed anything worth giving away, and yet she seemed to be
suggesting that the contents of the basket did not look very imposing
so far, and would hardly be enough to