"I'm glad to see you looking better.

I go away at noon for the three-days' holiday.

You can keep the bank-book, and we can get the exchange Tuesday at noon.
"I will finish my trial balance papers while I'm up at Greenwich.
I'm only a stray few cents out." And then Ralph Somers told Clayton of the month's gratuity.

"I guess I'll go in for a gay old Fourth!" cheerfully said Clayton, who picked up a telegram just brought in by a boy.
His face softened strangely as he read words which waked all the happy memories of his lonely boyhood.
Here, at last, vas a message from the woman who had been the "Little Sister" of the few bright years of his shaded life.

And her truthful, girlish face rose up before him again, as he read the words which touched his wavering heart.