We will be back in an hour." "Vell, you know best," answered Kling in final surrender.

"Ven it comes to money, I know.

You go 'long, little Beesvings.

I mind de shop." "And I'll take Fudge," the child cried, "and we'll stop at Gramercy Park." Fudge was out first, scampering down the street and back again before they had well closed the door, and Masie was as restless.

"Oh, I'm just as happy as I can be, Uncle Felix.