It seemed to combine defiance with pleading, and through and over all ran a note of glee that was really quite charming." "You have quoted a part of it, literally," said Laddie.

"'A note of glee'-- the cry of a glad heart, at peace with all the world, busy with congenial work." "I shouldn't have thought you'd have been so particularly joyful." "Oh, the joy was in the music," said Laddie.

"That was a whistle to keep up my courage.

The joy was in the song, not in me! Last week was black enough for me to satisfy the most exacting pessimist." "I wish you might have seen the figure you cut! That fine team, flower bedecked, and the continuous concert!" "But I did!" cried Laddie.

"We have mirrors.