"We have some very beautiful samples of French embroidered silks, just in yesterday, and if I can get them away from our buyer you may have your choice.

There's a delicate gray, worked in pink, which would be very becoming to a mother of that description.

They're quite expensive, but, I believe, are worth the money." "That's what I want," stated Johnny.

"I understand you're going to build an extension, Mr.Lofty." The girls gasped and then almost tittered.
Young Lofty ceased immediately to be the suave master of friendly favors and became the harassed slave of finance.
"I don't know where you secured your information," he protested.
"I'm a fancy guesser," returned Johnny with a grin.
"I wish you were right," said Lofty soberly.

"We have quietly gained possession of nearly all the property in the block, but we're not quite ready to build, nevertheless." "I can finish the sad story," sympathized Johnny.