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 and she'd have some man to bring. right out hat she won't 70 places where she can't, and I suppose Grand would lose control"
 "My word. yssl We wouldn't dare risk it,"
 "I know" Cecily sighed. There that's the way to get them off, Ann; pull the rubber out first. I'll dish them. No, cant have Gretchen, I suppose. But if I don't ask her can't ask Jean nor Doro- thy. thought you could ask Nella and her husband"
 "They wouldn't, come. Look at the toast in the oven, will you, Cissy? They haven't stepped out side the house in the evening since the baby was born. Neila won't trust him with strangers. don't blame her . bit. He's a darling. wish Penn Johns and her husband hadn't moved to Seattle to live but they have. Could you ask the Mattason twins?"
 II could" Cecily's laugh was not wholly successful, ''and could send cable over the Prince of Wales"
 T don't think the Mattason twins are so much"
 Neither do |; but they think so. Anyway, Grand wouldn't let them in if they did come. Don't you re- member the time he and Rosalie went with the Carmichaels to the Multnomah for dinner, and he came home and all but sot out the grindstone and the knife to have them ready in case we should ever act like that? No. The twins are out"
 "well?" said Ann, but she did not not say, T told you so," as she picked up the loaded tray to carry 1t through the buffers pantry into the dining room. Grand and Rosa lie always hoped and trusted that they had not, as yet, sunk to the level of a society where breakfast- ins in the kitchen was condoned.
 Poor Cissy, when Ann returned to the kitchen, was standing pre- cisely whore she had been stand ing when Ann had left the kitchen. The smell of burned toast was bitter lin the room, and blue spirals of smoke were writhing out frofn the oven door.
 1T could wear my pink Cecily unused dreamily, "and you could wear your yellow. and--Oh, angel! I am sorry. forgot all about the toast. Here, let me do it. I'm 50 ataent- minded lately. Please. I'll attend to 1t. Can't scrApe t?" Nary Frances pink chesked and aa AhhAtsh No hnv lid, came into the kitchen and said, ''Whew! Whats burning? Rosalie would like her breakfast on a tray this morning, t 1t isn't too much trouble. She's feeling a little weak. Sha'd prefer orange juice to cooked fruit, if 1t Is convenient. She wants 1t strained. Grand needs a. cup of hot water right away. I'll take 1t up. HA feaN q slight digestive dis turbance. He has hlccups. And, oh, yes, Ann. almost forgot. Phil wants you on the telephone. He's waiting"
 "Phil?" Ann questioned incredu- lously, and sped to the dining room. Hello"
 Ann. dear! Did startle you?"
 Ann released the long breath she had been holding. Phil, are you all right? I-1 thought something must have happened--it's 50 carly
 Sorry! Surely I'm all right. I ony wanted to come over in the car and take you to the office this morning." .
 Phil" Ann said, and succeeded at last in steadying her voice. tell l me now. What is 1t? What is the trouble?"
 ''Not a thing on earth" he as- sured her, except that I haven't seen you since day before yester- day, and that 1t is. Q glorious morn : inS, and want to see you. Cant a man take a notion to see his girl in the morning without causing a panic?"
 "Weil-but-" she said. It was too amazing. It was like old times, away long ago at the beginning of things.
 well, but" he mooksd. Have you a date with another man to ride to your office this morning ?" "Phil dear" she protested, and