And next year me for the fine arts and the white lights of Winnipeg.

That's all that needs to be said." "I think, dear," said the mother, looking at her son, "Nora is right." "Now, Mother," exclaimed Larry, "I don't like to hear your foot come down just yet.

I know that tone of finality, but listen--" "We have listened," said Kathleen, "and we know we are right.

I shall take the school, Mr.Farwell--" "Mr.Farwell, eh?
--" exclaimed Nora significantly.
"Mr.Farwell has promised me," continued Kathleen, "indeed has offered me, the school.

Nora and I can study together.