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 me! Please excuse me for living! Carrie, I've just insulted somebody by having the wrong number."

"But, Kate, how could they blame?"

She laughed suddenly, happily, and gave Carrie's arm a squeeze. Poor old goose, she couldn't help lov ing her.

Delicious air! The grass was getting quite green. "Hello, Hatty Butterfield! Isn't this a heavenly moming?"

"Oh, Kate! Good morning! Do tell me, any news of the honeymooners I could use?"

"They're in the south of France just now. I was just taking this letter down to mail to Joe."

"My! what a fat one! Do you mind if I copy the address? Villa Miramare"

That would look well on the Sunday society page.

"They're coming home the first of May, and they're going to visit me until they find a house."

"But, Kate, how can you have them, with Mrs. Whipple and Carrie?"

"Oh, I can manage."

"Really, Kate, I sometimes think your wings must be beginning to sprout, the way you act with Mrs. Whipple—not that I don't mean she isn't a lovely old lady"

"Nonsense, Hatty!" laughed Kate. She was making real self-sacrifices; it was sweet to be loved and admired for them. So many people had said, "How lovely for you to have Mrs. Whipple and Miss Pyne;