But you're tired, dear old boy, and you've had a hard time of it.

No matter; you've shown yourself a man at last, and I'm proud of you." Half ashamed of the pleasure he felt even in his embarrassment, Clarence stammered, "But this change--this dress." Susy clapped her hands like a child.

"I knew it would surprise you! It's an old frock I wore the year I went away with auntie.

I knew where it was hidden, and fished it out again with these keys, Clarence; it seemed so like old times.

Lord! when I was with the old servants again, and you didn't come down, I just felt as if I'd never been away, and I just rampaged free.