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 Carter came down three steps and shook hands with himself and looked at me. "Bess will be next thing to alone there for nearly a week, and she and Chet can have the time of their lives. Of course she'll be at my sister's; but Mary's getting the years into her joints and doesn't go out much. There'll be plenty of room for Chet there, too, and the youngsters can do the town any way they want to."

"All right," said Dad, "and much obliged. Chet, you go and tell your mother. Tell her she needn't pack much for you; for you can get a new suit in Chicago,—you need one anyway. You can take my suit-case and—" but I was on our veranda by that time, up over the railing,—and, gee, I'd been in Chicago for six hours before my head stopped whirling!