“Probably she did. Don’t take on so. What paper was it?”
“The Corinth Gazette.”
“The new one?”
“I don’t know. The one she brought me this afternoon.”
“Well, if she has thrown it away, you can get another copy. What was in it that you want so much?”
“Oh,—nothing special.”
“Yes, it was.” Mrs. Adams’ curiosity was aroused now. “Come, tell me what it was.”
“Well, it was only a picture of Doctor Waring, the man who lectured tonight.”
“Such a fuss about that! My goodness! Why, you can get a picture of him anywhere.”
“But I want it now.”