"I don't know."
"Do you remember seeing Derrice come in a week ago with some books wrapped up in a newspaper?"
"No, Micah."
"Well, she did, and I picked up the paper, and in that paper was a piece cut out."
"Was there?"
"Yes, and if there's one thing more than another that stirs the old Adam in me it is for a man to hand me a paper with a piece cut out."
"But a man didn't hand you this, did he?"
"No; but that don't matter. The piece was gone. I turned the paper over. I found written on it, 'Miss Chelda Gastonguay, Rossignol.' Now, what do you suppose was my next move?"
"You tried to get another like it."
"Precisely. You caught your fish that time. I sent to Boston for another copy of that same paper. Now, here's the ad. that was cut out. I've marked it with my pencil. Read it, Hippy."