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 *well and such things were put in place and, finally, for just a minute, the light was turned on full that they might all see the transformation at its best.

"Doesn't everything look lovely!" breathed Nell rapturously.

"You'd never know it was the same room!" said Louise. "Isn't the desk beautiful, Gordon?"

"Peachy! Everything is. I'm crazy about the rug. It will be a real privilege now to get 'called in' by Mr. Grayson!"

"They're fine things, they are," declared Owen, admiringly, as he wiped off a speck of dust with the sleeve of his coat, "and it's proud he'll be in the mornin'!"

"An' there ain't a scratch on anyone of 'em," said the driver of the wagon. "I seen to that, boys."

"Er—yes," murmured Morris, directing an inquiring look at Louise. Louise nodded vehemently and a half-dollar changed hands. "Thank you kindly, sir," said the driver. "Is that all I can do for you?"

"That's all, thanks," replied Louise. "Please tell Mr. Stuart we are very much obliged to him for doing everything so nicely." The man took his departure and the others, although loath to do so,