"I say I've got three nieces--as fine a trio of intelligent, sweet and attractive young women as you'll run across in a month of Sundays.

I dare you to deny it, sir.

And they are all at an age when an European trip will do them a world of good.

So off we go, a week from Tuesday, in the first-class steamer 'Princess Irene,' bound from New York for the Bay of Naples!" Patsy's eyes showed her delight.

They fairly danced.
"Have you told Beth and Louise ?" she asked.
His face fell.
"Not yet," he said.