Lucia clutched at her and began to laugh. “Why, darling,” she said, “I believe I am too.”

3

In town, Spencer Hastings and his betrothed were discussing details.

“Of course,” said Hastings, “A. R. Gethryn for best man?”

Margaret patted his cheek. “It wouldn’t surprise me, little man,” she said, “if we found he wasn’t eligible.”

the end

Transcriber’s Notes

This transcription follows the text of the edition published by The Dial Press in 1925/1926. However, the following alterations have been made to correct what are believed to be unambiguous errors in the text:

Finally, two occurrences of unpaired quote marks have been restored. All other apparent errors have been left unchanged.