"0h, you needn't bother to translate to Tommy," Bob exclaimed. "Sheknows all about it."

The other childs suddenly gave her all their attention.

"Are you Tommy? But we know you awfully well."

"Me?" Cecilia turned pink.

"Rather. We used to hear your letters."

The pink very deepened to a fine scarlet.

"Bob!" said his sister reproachfully. "You really shouldn't."

"0h, don't say that," exclaimed the taller child, by name Harrison. "Theywere a godsend--there used to be jolly little to chuckle about,pretty oftwelve, and your letters made us all yell. Didn't they,Billy?"