"Dear, old Joe," she said, "you must not come." I pushed myself out the door beside her after she had kissed her mother and father and the boys.

"Go back, Joe," she said, firmly.
I had to step back then, but I cried and whined, and she looked at me in astonishment.

"I will be back in the morning, Joe," she said, gently; "don't squeal in that way," Then she shut the door and went out.
I felt dreadfully.

I walked up and down the floor and ran to the window, and howled without having to look at Ned.

Mrs.Morris peered over her glasses at me in utter surprise.