"Indeed I will!"
"When?"
"Saturday afternoon is our only time."
"Fine. To-day two weeks?"
"Yes."
They Were at Ninety-first Street now, and he saw them up to their door.
"Good-by," he said. "You're a great youngster, and you've picked a great little mother for yourself. Mrs. Daab and I want you both at the studio often."
Up in their room, they embraced, Zoe's arms tight about her mother's neck.
"It's begun, Lilly, to be wonderful!"
"What?"