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 there to-morrow as you go by? I'll wrap it up so that it'll be just a teeny weeny little one. It's a little dress I made for Nancy Lou; she's getting so fat none of her clothes fit her."

"All right."

"Well, you needn't. I can take it myself. I only thought it was so hot and you were going right by."

"I said all right."

"I know you did, but you didn't sound very enthusiastic."

"Nancy Lou scares me. She's so grand and bland in her baby carriage she looks like a dowager in an opera box."

"Well, I guess you can get over your terrible fright. What's the war news to-night, Joe? It's too hot to light the lights to see the paper."

"France"

"Listen! Wasn't that the telephone? No, I guess it was next door. Charlotte says it's going to be over soon. Hoagland says so."

But on an April morning, nearly three years later, it was not over when Charlotte telephoned to Kate dutifully, brightly, as she had telephoned almost every day.

"Well, Aunt Kate"

"Oh, Charlotte! Hello! The most awful thing has happened. E's just broken the big Chinese bowl—the great big one with all the little pink and green and blue men and women—you know, the one I always