"AYE, THERE'S THE RUB!" True to the course she had laid out for herself, Mary was as dumb next morning as if she had really lost the power of speech.

Judging from her manner one would have thought that she was alone in the room, and that she was having a beautiful time all by herself.

She was waiting for Ethelinda to make the advances this time, and as she did not see fit even to say good-morning, the dressing proceeded in a silence so profound that it could almost be felt.
There was a broad smile on Mary's face most of the time.

She was ready to laugh outright over the absurd situation, and from time to time she cast an amused glance at Lloyd's picture, as if her amusement were understood and shared.

It was wonderful how that life-like picture seemed to bring Lloyd before her and give her a delightful sense of companionship, and she fell into the way of "thinking to it," as she expressed it.