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 nearly cracked my jaw trying to keep from yawning, I was so sleepy."

"Oh, Joey!"

"Here's my handkerchief—blow!"

And suddenly, laughing, crying, arms tight about his neck, it was the easiest thing in the world to tell him.

"We're going to have a baby!"

If I live to be a million I'll never be so happy again, she thought, her wet cheek against his cheek, their arms around each other, close, close together in the heart of their crystal moment.

"She'll be like her mother, darling."

"No, he's going to be like you."

"Oh, Kate, I love you!"

"Joey, I was so cross to you before dinner. I'll never be cross to you again."

"You're perfect"

"The roses were so pretty, so much prettier than those old chrysanthemums—and you were right about ice cream, Joey. Mr. Donner said he was so glad we didn't have it; he said it always gave him a pain between his eyebrows. Oh, Joe, I do love you!"

"You made him have a splendid time. I know he's going to help me, Kate. I'm going to make lots of money so that you and the baby can have everything in the world. Now you must come to bed, my sweet; you're tired."

"Yes, I'll come." Her wet crumpled handkerchief,