I was engaged to dine with your sister and her husband, and I sent a wire. Wood turned over to obtain a more comfortable position. “I would like to go home,” she cried, “to please her. As soon as dinner was over she went into the kitchen and devoted herself to compiling a tray—not a tray merely of halfcooled dinner things, but a specially prepared “nice” tray, suitable for tempting any one. It isn’t pretty, but we’re made so. ” “Mr. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. ” Annabel laughed gaily. Never mind.
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