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The Day of Jubilee.
Linda started to school half an hour earlier Wednesday morning because that was the day for her weekly trip to the Post Office for any mail which might have come to her under the name of Jane Meredith.

She had hard work to keep down her color when she recognized the heavy gray envelope used by the editor of Everybody's Home.

As she turned from the window with it in her fingers she was trembling slightly and wondering whether she could have a minute's seclusion to face the answer which her last letter might have brought.

There was a small alcove beside a public desk at one side of the room.