In this great, silent, dim light all my dreams--all our dreams--seem to become realities and to be trooping down from the sky to make us happy." A pause, then he: "I can see them now." But soon he moved to rise.

"It frightens me to be as happy as I am this evening.

I must go, dear.

We're getting bolder and bolder.

First thing you know, your brother will be suspecting--and that means your mother." "I don't seem to care any more," replied the girl.