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Minister of War And at the end of that tiret it Ah those friendly people who come to us to help?"

It is as well to state, however, that he left the Minister of War with

the undoubted impression that Miss Sara Lee Kennedy was a spinster of

uncertain years

Sara Lee packed her own suitcase that afternoon, doing it rather

nervously because Henri was standing in the roo

for it He had come in as matter-of-factly as Harvey had entered the

parlor at Aunt Harriet's, except that he carried in his arms some six

towels, a cake of soap and what looked suspiciously like two sheets

"The house I have under consideration," he said, "has little to

recoone

away, and--you are not a soldier"

Sara Lee eyed the bundle

"I don't need sheets," she expostulated

"There are but two And Jean has placed blankets in the car You must

have a pillow also"

He calmly took one of the hotel pillows froarettes? But no, you do not s very like despair

"Aren't you ever going to let me think for myself?"