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 Whereat Mrs. Larry felt an inward glow. She hadn't made any mistake in writing to Jimmy Graves.

"If you feel that way about it, I'll telephone you my plans every day."

"Do," said Claire, as she hurried away.

Frequently, when Mrs. Larry discoursed on the happenings of the day to her husband, she felt that Mr. Larry was not so deeply interested in domestic problems as a carefully chosen father might be. But on the memorable evening after her discovery that the same cut of beef might sell for twenty-one or twenty-three cents a pound, and for a very sufficient and convincing reason Mr. Larry gave her remarks flattering attention.

After he had studied the Marketing Guide and gone over Mrs. Larry's figures, he drew her down into the great chair that had been built for two and which faced the sputtery gas log.

"Tell you, little woman, you are all right! I supposed it cost just so much to keep up our table, and there was no use fighting the high