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usual talk with her.
And out in the kitchen Mrs. Bach
elor was bustling around in a sud-
den furry. Hannah" she said to
the maid, 81 want you to kill three
! chickens and build up the fire. I
am going to bake a cocoanut cake
after the girls go to bed"
Anne and Babs slept on the third
floor. Their room overlooked the
apple tree. At midnight Anne was
walked by Barbara's whisper, "List-
ell, Anne"
Anne sat up in bed, and in the
shadowy moonlight she saw a dark
figure creep out from under the
apple tree, fit down the path and
disappear in the darkness.
"It's a burglar" cried Babs, ex-
citedly, "but / believe we have
frightened him away"
The next morning when they told
of the intruder at the breakfast
table, Mrs. Bachelor ate her meal
in placid silence.
Immediately after breakfast Bar
bara went to the pantry.
"Why-what-?" she stammered;
"where did you put ny things,
mother?"
81 haven't touched them," Mrs.
Bachelor asserted.
"Then they are stolen," said
Barbara, after a frantic search. at
was a tramp, after all"
Anne's practical mind at once
faced the problem. "The Osbournes
will be here in two hours" she said,
land what are We going to give
them?"
Mrs. Bachelor came to the rescue
beaming. "Iou leave that to me-"
she said, Il will do my best with a
chicken pie"
Barbar sighed. "Well, I hope,'
she announced disconsolately, sit
will rain"
But it did not rain, and when the
Osbournes arrived the air was sweet
with the perfume of %lilacs, and the
two girls waiting on the porch made
a pretty picture in their white
gowns.
AS they went into the big dining
room, Babs gave a little gasp of sur
prise. She had not known that her
mother could make it so pretty, with
its great silver bowl of datfodils, and
the gold-banded china.
When the chicken pie was served,
Mary Osbourne clapped her hands.
"Mrs. Bachelor she said, IF there
is anything in the world that Louis
and | adore it is chicken pie
Barbara felt as if the walls were
tumbling about her. To think that
Mary Osbourne, fastidious Mary Os-
baurne, should 90 into ecstasies over
chicken pie. . see,yte
To go with such a feast came a
salad of crisp white lettuce from the
garden, mashed potatoes, spiced
peaches, Dutch cheeses, all of the
wonderful products of garden and
pantry and dairy, and to top off
strawberries and cream and cocoa
nut cake.
In a quiet spot hat afternoon
Louis told how he appreciated their
generous hospitality. "And your
mother has such an air Of distinc-
lion, | hope you are going to let her
be my mother too, dear"
That night the happy Babs made
amends. "You did know best,
MOTHER" she said. "Oh, | am so
glad my old things were carried Off"
Next morning Justin came over
and invited the girls to lunch. at
will be a picnic affair."" he said,
"served on the log by the spring."
ut seems a funny thing for JUS
tin to ask US" Babs said, as the two
girls went down the hill, but in
Anne's mind a suspicion was form
ing, and when they came in sight Of
a flat rock where Justin had spread
the lunch, she cried, II knew it,"
For there on the rock, fanked by
a bottle of salad dressing and four
grapefruit were the cans Of lobster,
the candles, the various knicknacks
that Barbara had bought in the city.
And there by the spring Justin
made his apology and explanation.
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