” Chapter XIV “THIS IS MY WIFE” Anna, notwithstanding her momentary fright in the middle of the day, was in high spirits. “Hello, Gwen!” said Ann Veronica, trying to put every one at their ease. "You're mistaken, Winny. “Forgive me,” he said, “but I want to hear it from your sister. He gently took the roses from her and laid them on the pillow. ” She groaned aloud and bowed her forehead to her knees. There was no one at all in this room, but through the half-open door of one of the small apartments that gave upon it she had a glimpse of two very young girls sitting at a littered table and writing briskly. I—I don’t understand,” the man faltered wearily. “I don’t see,” gasped Ann Veronica, “why parents and children. “Look at our clothes,” she exclaimed, “and besides, the funny little proprietor has gone down himself to help it along. Things happened frequently over here that wouldn't happen in the States once in a hundred years.
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