SADIE FINDS A FRIEND The sun shone hot on the rippling grass, but it was cool on the shady veranda where Helen sat in a basket chair.

A newspaper lay close by and the loose leaves fluttered now and then, but she did not notice that it was in some danger of blowing away.

She had been occupied since early morning, but was not quite asleep, for she was vaguely conscious of a rhythmic drumming.

By and by she raised her head with a jerk and glanced at the watch on her wrist.

It was three o'clock and she had been dozing for an hour.