Even his mother walked away after something she had left in the dining-room.
When the next morning came, Dabney Kinzer was a more than usually early riser, for he felt that he had waked up to a very important day.
"Dabney," exclaimed his mother, when he came in to breakfast, "did I not tell you to put on your other suit ?" "So I have, mother," replied Dab: this is my other suit." "That ?" exclaimed Mrs.Kinzer.
"So it is!" cried Keziah.
"So it isn't," added Samantha.

"Mother, that is not what he had on yesterday." "He's been trading again," mildly suggested Pamela.
"Dabney," said Mrs.Kinzer, "what does this mean ?" "Mean!" replied Dabney.

"Why, these are the clothes you told me to buy.
The lot I wore yesterday were a present from Ham Morris.

He's a splendid fellow.

I'm glad he got the best of the girls." That was a bad thing for Dabney to say just then, for it was vigorously resented by the remaining three.