Page 59 of 135 CHAPTER X--CONFESSIONS - A Duet

'It was dreadful.'

'And how jealous you were! Oh, I AM so glad!'

'I don't think,' said Frank, as he put his arms round her, 'that I ever quite realised before--'

And just then Jemima came in with the tray.

		"Friendship is like money, easier made than kept." Samuel Butler