"Bless your heart, Honey!" exclaimed Corinne, "you're going to be the captain of that team, I'll be willing to wager!"
Just at that moment Alexander came swinging down the street on his way home to luncheon, whistling the tune that had come to be such a momentous one in their lives. Margaret smiled as she heard it, and suddenly turned to her friend:
"Corinne, I want you to promise me something! When you come to write the story of Alison, I want you to call it 'The Lass of Richmond Hill'! I think that would be the most appropriate title for it. Will you?"
Corinne thought it over a moment, then she said, slowly: "Yes, I think you 're right! I promise to call it—'The Lass of Richmond Hill'!"
THE END
Transcriber's Note
Apparent typographical errors have been repaired.