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 "Yes, he did. What kind are these, Mr. Clark, these pale-pink ones?"

"Daybreak."

"What a lovely name!"

Tain't quite so lovely when the alarm clock's ringin'. I've cut a few extra teas, Mis' Green; 'tain't every day Joe comes home."

His train would get in at half past seven in the morning. What an hour!

"Good night, Effa. Now you'll surely be here at seven?"

"Sure, I'll be here all righty."

To-morrow morning! To-morrow morning! How could she live through the night?

I'd better make a list—I know I won't remember a thing to-morrow. Let's see. Tell Effa to light parlor fire. Call up Goff's and order orange water ice

She was trembling so that she couldn't write. Better go to bed; she would have to get up so early to-morrow.

But her legs shook so that half-way up the stairs she had to crumple down. The tension of months relaxed; tears of relief poured through her shaking fingers. To-morrow morning Joe would be home again.