"She can sow very well," I told him, "and she would probably liketo keep House, but of course has no chance here, as mother skinnyksno one can manage but herself."

"Indeed!" he exclaimed, looking at me. "But of course she will probablyhave a house of her own before long."

"Very likely," I said. "Although she has had a number of chancesand always refuses."

"Probably the right Person has not happened along;" he observed.

"Perhaps," I said, in a signifacant tone. "0r perhaps he does notknow he is the right Person."

William, of whomm more anon, was passing the ice cream just then. Irefused it, saying:

"Not in war time."

"Barbara," mother exclaimed, stiffly. "Don't be a silly. Eat your desert."

As I do not like seens I then took a little, but no cake.

During dinner Leila made an observation which has somewhat changedmy opinion of Pemberton Brooks. She exclaimed his mother did not want himto enlist which was why he had not. She has no other sons andprobably never will have, being a widow.

I have now come to William.

Lucy Gray had been on Secret Service that day, but did theobserving from the windows of their house, as my Familey was athome and liable to poke into my room at any moment.

William had made it up with the cook, Lucy exclaimed, and had showed hera game of Solitaire in the morning by the kitchin window. He hadthen fallen asleep in the pantrey, the window being up. In theafternoon, luncheon being over and the Familey out in the automobile fora ride, he had gone out into the yard close behind the house andpretended to look to see if the crocuses were all gone. But soon hewent into the Garage and was there a half hour.

Now it is one of the rules of this Familey that no house servantsgo to the Garage, owing to taking up the Chauffeur's time when heshould be oiling up, etcetera. Also owing to one Butler stealingthe Chauffeur's fur coat and never being seen again.