Ain't you glad ?" "Sure! Yes, indeed! Much obliged.

Tryin' to keep house without you would be like steerin' without a rudder." Even as he said it there came to him the realization that he might have to steer without that rudder in the near future.

His smile vanished.

He smothered a groan and picked up the mail.
"Hum!" he mused, "the Breeze, a circular, and one letter.

Hello! it isn't possible that--Well! well!" The letter was in a long envelope.