"Uncle Shad," she said, "I don't believe you.

At any rate, I'm going up there this minute to see for myself.

Come along!" She made no comment on what she saw at the store, but for the remainder of the forenoon she was very busy.

In spite of the partners' protests, in fact paying no more attention to those perturbed men of business than if they were flies to be brushed aside when bothersome, she went ahead, arranging, rearranging, dusting, writing price tickets, lettering placards, doing all sorts of things, and waiting on customers in the intervals.

At noon, when she and her Uncle Zoeth left for home and dinner, she announced herself in a measure satisfied.