Shelley crossed the room swiftly, dropped beside him and whispered something in his ear.

Quick as a shot his arm reached out and went around her.

She hid her head deep in the pillow beside him, and they went to pieces together.

Clear to pieces! Pretty soon father had to take off his glasses and wipe them so he could see the figures.

Mother took one long look at him, a short one at Leon and Shelley, then she arose, her voice as even and smooth, and she said: "While you figure, father, I'll see about supper.