Stop them and see if I can read." "Are you crazy, child ?" asked father, but he checked the horses.
"No, but you are going to be in a minute," I said.

"Look at that!" I yanked the letter from the bundle, and held it over.

I THOUGHT I could read, but I was too scared to be sure.

I thought it said in big, strong, upstanding letters, Miss Shelley Stanton, Groveville, Indiana.
And in the upper corner, Blackburn, Yeats and PAGET, Counsellors of Law, 37 to 39 State St., Chicago.

I put my finger on the Paget, and looked into father's face.