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"Oh, dear," sighed Ca?"

"He is a dear," said Ailsa "I adore hiht I am very selfish I suppose to

complain; he is so happy and so interested these days--only--I a--if there ever should be a ould it break his poor

old heart if he couldn't go? They'll never let him, you know"

Ailsa looked up, troubled:

"You mean--because!" she said in a low voice

"Well I don't consider hihtfully

eccentric"

"Neither do I But all this is worrying me ill His heart is so

entirely wrapped up in it; he writes a letter to Washington every

day, and nobody ever replies Ailsa, it alht happen--and he be left out!"

"Nothing will happen The world is too civilised, dear"

"But the papers talk about nothing else! And uncle takes every

paper in New York and Brooklyn, and he wants to have the editor of

the Herald arrested, and he is very anxious to hang the entire

staff of the Daily News It's all well enough to stand there

laughing, but I believe there'll be a war, and then in!"