And if you care to use it now it will cost you just what it has cost her.

Figure it out and send me a check, or else go down to City Hall." "I'll pay up," was the prompt reply.
At home he told Ethel about it with keen relish at the joke on himself.
And Ethel smiled rather tensely and said: "Don't let's make a joke of it, dear.

Let's make it as much of a one as we can." But there was little or nothing to do.

And the next afternoon in church it felt so queer and unreal to her as she stood with Joe in front of the pulpit.

Behind her in the shadowy place were only Susette and Emily and the building superintendent's wife.