THE VOICE OF THE OPEN COUNTRY "Aunt Agatha!" Diane rapped lightly at her aunt's bedroom door.

"Are you asleep ?" "No, no indeed!" puffed Aunt Agatha forlornly.

"Certainly not.

When in the world did you come back from the farm, child?
I've worried so! And like you, too, to come back as unexpectedly as you went." She opened the door wider for her niece to enter.

"But as for sleep, Diane, I hope I'm not as callous as that.