Lorne looked gloomily about him and went out.

Making once more for the back fence, he encountered Alexander in the recognized family retreat.

"Oh, my goodness!" he said, and stopped.

In a very few minutes he was back in the kitchen, followed sheepishly by Alexander, whose grimy face expressed the hope that beat behind his little waistcoat.
"Say, you kids," he announced, "Alec's got four cents, an' he says he'll join up.

This family's going to celebrate all right.