If every ship in the world was submarined and every baby drowned, Kitty wouldn't turn a hair.

But I flatter myself that it was me kept Miller back all along and not the fair Kitty.

I may have deceived myself--but we shall see." They did see.

The next Sunday Miller Douglas walked into the Glen Church beside Mary Vance in khaki.

And Mary was so proud of him that her white eyes fairly blazed.