Well, Roscoe, I cal'late you know your own affairs best, but, judgin' from some hints Matildy Dean hove out when she was here this afternoon, I don't believe you've heard the last from that Shore Lane." "Matilda Dean!" I repeated.

"Why, Mother said Matilda wasn't here to-day." "Um-hm.

Well, she was here, though Comfort didn't know it.

I took pains she shouldn't.

Matildy come about three o'clock, in the buggy, along with Nellie.