CHAPTER XIX.
Edith was radiant at the news.
"I do hope they're not going to grudge themselves a good long wedding trip!" she exclaimed.
"They're going abroad," said Roger.
"Oh, splendid! And the wedding! Church or home ?" "Home," said Roger blissfully, "and short and simple, not a frill.

Just the family." "Oh, that's so nice," sighed Edith.

"I was afraid she'd want to drag in her school." "School will be out by then," he said.
"Well, I hope it stays out--for the remainder of her days.

She can't do both, and she'll soon see.

Wait till she has a child of her own." "Well, she wants one bad enough." "Yes, but can she ?" Edith asked, with the engrossed expression which came on her pretty florid face whenever she neared such a topic.