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"I believe I was irl," Mrs

Quincy said "And that was all the good it did I thought I was ot your father; but he seemed to sort of flatten

out and lose all his ambition after as h I used to give hihty little he left hter eyed her speculatively

"Well, I' to be taken in the way you were," she said sharply

"You thought a good old nah; and

father didn't keep his promises I want money and not the promise of

money"

"And where will you find him?" sniffed Mrs Quincy, to whom "it" and

"he" were synony up to

you, for all your big eyes and your great opinion of yourself"

"That's just it If I could only ot up and walked

restlessly about the rooht's copy of the

Star, opened to that chatty column headed "Woman's Fancies" She had

read it with absorbed interest Her body halted now, for the muscles

often stop hen thetime and looked from the unwashed -pane while a

new resolve slowly hardened itself within