On the fourth morning appeared a letter addressed in an old-fashioned slanting handwriting, and bearing the Seaton post mark.

Mrs.Woodward read it in silence, and left her toast unfinished.

Aunt Harriet's communications generally upset her for the day.
"Come here, Winona," she said agitatedly, after breakfast.

"Oh, dear, I wish I knew what to do! It's so very unexpected, but of course it would be a splendid thing for you.

If only I could consult somebody! I suppose girls nowadays will have to learn to support themselves, and the war will alter everything, but I'd always meant you to stop at home and look after the little ones for me, and it's very--" "What does Aunt Harriet say, mother ?" interrupted Winona, with a catch in her throat.
"She says a great deal, and I dare say she's right.