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WAR "What's the matter?" begs Dave. "You look like a ghost—and faint dead away the moment I touch you. Daddy! What is it?"

He turns on me like he was going to hit me. But Jonthy stops him and holds his hands a minute.

While they were all turned from her, before any one notices her hair, Evelyn reaches under the pillow and gets the most beautiful nightcap you ever saw—all pink ribbons and lace, and jams it on her head. She winks at me, and I knew that that settled the difficulty about the hair.

"Now, gentlemen," says Evelyn, "if you'll handle me a bit more carefully, I'm ready to entertain you."

"Is it so—the wedding?" asks Dave, making like he would lift her out of bed.

Evelyn nods and says:

"Yes. Do you like it?"

"Better than heaven!" says Dave, barely holding himself back. 262