"I am," said Elizabeth, "am I not?"
"Well," Mrs. Ward qualified.
"In all except one thing."
Mrs. Ward looked her question.
"I'm not getting married very fast."
"No," said Mrs. Ward.
Elizabeth laughed for the first time that morning.
"You dear little mother, I really believe you're anxious to get rid of me!"
"Why, Elizabeth!" said Mrs. Ward, lifting her eyes and then lowering them suddenly, in her reproach. "How can you say such a thing!"
"But never mind," Elizabeth went on: