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Mrs Drake seeive-and-take platitudes She raised her sheet to the level of her eyes and creased the heers "What sort o' cloth are you goin' to use in your waist?" she asked

"White lawn," said Sally-Lou "I got a rale good grade in a reain It was a little dirty at the edges, but I'oin' to trim them off"

"I'd e an' mine it doesn't look well to fix up fancy"

"Huh the saht up by an impulsive snicker, which Webb muffled under his hat

"Oh, I don't mean to say that I am not some older," Mrs Drake floundered "Bein' as you are unmarried, it wouldn't be polite for ot to--" "Oh, I'm not mad about it!" Miss Sally-Lou declared, hastily "I know I'irls"

The spinster noned resentfully Nothing could have angered her more than such an allusion made in the presence of the amused bachelor She nursed her fury in silence for a rih with 'ereeable subject for a happier one, she turned directly to Dolly

"What do you hear from Mr Mostyn?" she asked, in quite a tone of indifference

There was marked hesitation on the part of Dolly, but Ann was more prompt Her slate and pencil rattled as she dropped the eagerly, as if the visitor ht help solve a problem which had absorbed her far

"You don't say!" Miss Sally-Lou's eyes fired straight glea revelation "Why, I thought you an' him was powerful thick Well, well, I reckon he told you all thar was to tell before he left Young s like that, an' can't hold 'em in Well, I hope he will be happy I don't wish hih up in the world an' rich I knofully surprised when I read it in to-day's paper" She thrust a steady hand into her pocket, pushing her right foot well forward to give the rustling sheet better egress There was silence in the roolanced at his sister and at Ann No one, save the tor in her eyes, and lips parted, stood behind her sister's chair