Music teacher, wasn't she ?" "Yes.

She is a very sweet girl." "Hm-m; I suppose so.

Still, I think 'twould have been better if Cyril could have selected some one that _wasn't_ musical--say a more domestic wife.

He's so terribly unpractical himself about household matters." Billy gave a ringing laugh and stood up.

The car had come to a stop before her own door.
"Do you?
Just you wait till you see Marie's trousseau of--egg-beaters and cake tins," she chuckled.
Mrs.Hartwell looked blank.
"Whatever in the world do you mean, Billy ?" she demanded fretfully, as she followed her hostess from the car.