It bore her own name!
When Earle saw that he started forward as though to retract his rash words and win her yet.
But Ladybird had already turned her back on him, and shrugging her willful shoulders she laughed:
"The prize is left in the bottom, like the evils in Pandora's box."
"Ah, but the lottery wasn't fair, since Mr. Winans refused to draw. Let us try it over again!" cried Mark Gwinn eagerly.
"Very well," she answered lightly, but the mirth had gone out of her voice. It was low and tremulous, for Ladybird knew now she was vanquished by those grim sisters, the Fates.
They tried again, and the slip with her name fell to Jack Tennant.
"I am the most fortunate man in the whole world!" cried the winner with beaming eyes.
Ladybird laughed merrily and cried out quickly: