Albert Crawford's chimney blew down in that big gale we had last week, and when Sophia heard the bricks clattering on the roof she thought it was a Zeppelin raid and went into hysterics.

And Mrs.Albert Crawford says that of the two things she would have preferred the Zeppelin raid." Rilla sat limply in her chair like one hypnotized.

She knew Susan would stop talking when she was ready to stop and that no earthly power could make her stop any sooner.

As a rule, she was very fond of Susan but just now she hated her with a deadly hatred.

It was ten o'clock.