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 "Not at all. I merely felt—"

"You felt dreadfully, Ursula," Dodo interrupted, "and you talked all night about what he probably thought."

"Dear me," observed Uncle Jimmie, "that young man had a great deal on his shoulders."

"Oh, he wasn't a young man," explained Nan. "Ursula scorns them. About forty, she says. That's why—" with an audacious wink at Uncle Jimmie, recalling his brief replies to her panegyrics on Ursula's charms—"that's why she likes you!"

Ursula looked as nearly embarrassed as anybody ever saw her, and Uncle Jimmie, with the courteous ease that distinguished him in any such situation, raised his coffee-cup.

"In that case, here's to plenty of rules and a fascinating crime attached to every