 revery was broken by Oliver, who came in to ask him if he wished
to go to meet her. "Those Southern trains are always several hours
late," he said. "I told my man to go over and 'phone me."

"You are to have her in charge," said Montague; "you had better see
her first. Tell her I will come in the evening." And so he went to
the great apartment hotel--the same to which Oliver had originally
introduced him. And there was Lucy.

She was just the same. He could see it in an instant; there was the
same joyfulness, the same eagerness; there was the same beauty,
which had made men's hearts leap up. There was not a line of care
upon her features--she was like a perfect flower come to its
fulness.

She came to him with both her hands outstretched. "Allan!" she
cried, "Allan! I am so glad to see you!" And she caught his hands in
hers and stood and gazed at him. "My, how big you have grown, and
how serious! Isn't he splendid, Ollie?"

Oliver stood by, watching. He smiled drily. "He is a trifle too epic
for me," he said.

"Oh, my, how wonderful it seems to see you!" she exclaimed. "It
makes me think of fifty things at once. We must sit down and have a
long talk. It will take me all night to ask you all the questions I
have to."

Lucy was in mourning for her father, but she had contrived to make
her costume serve as a frame for her beauty. She seemed like a
flaming ruby against a background of black velvet. "Tell me how you
have been," she rushed on. "And what has happened to you up here?
How is your mother?"

"Just the same," said Montague; "she wants you to come around
to-morrow morning."

"I will," said Lucy,--"the first thing, before I go anywhere. And
Mammy Lucy! How is Mammy Lucy?"

"She is well," he replied. "She's beside herself to see you."

"Tell her I am coming!" said she. "I would rather see Mammy Lucy
than the Brooklyn
revery was broken by Oliver, who came in to ask him if he wish 
 to die to meet her. " Those Southern trains are constantly several hours 
 recently, " he say. " I told my man to go over and' call me. " 

 " You are to have her in charge, " said Montague; " you had better determine 
 her first. Tell her I will come in the evening. " And so he went to 
 the bang-up apartment hotel -- the same to which Oliver had originally 
 introduced him. And there exist Lucy. 

 She was just the same. He could see it in an instant; there be the 
 same joyfulness, the same eagerness; there was the like beauty, 
 which had made men's hearts leap up. There was not a lineage of care 
 upon her features -- she was like a perfect flower come to its 
 fulness. 

 She came to him with both her hands outstretched. " Allan! " she 
 cried, " Allan! I am so glad to see you! " And she catch his hands in 
 hers and stood and gaze at him. " My, how boastful you have grow, and 
 how serious! Isn't he splendid, Ollie? " 

 Oliver stand by, watching. He smiled drily. " He is a trifle too epic 
 for me, " he say. 

 " Oh, my, how wonderful it seems to see you! " she exclaimed. " It 
 makes me think of fifty thing at once. We must sit down and have a 
 long talk. It will take me all night to necessitate you all the question I 
 have to. " 

 Lucy was in mourning for her father, but she had contrived to make 
 her costume serve as a frame for her smasher. She seemed like a 
 flame ruby against a background of bootleg velvet. " Tell me how you 
 have been, " she rushed on. " And what has happened to you up here? 
 How is your mother? " 

 " Just the same, " say Montague; " she wants you to arrive around 
 to - morrow good morning. " 

 " I will, " said Lucy,--"the beginning thing, before I go anywhere. And 
 Mammy Lucy! How is Mammy Lucy? " 

 " She is well, " he replied. " She's beside herself to see you. " 

 " distinguish her I am coming! " said she. " I would rather see Mammy Lucy 
 than the Brooklyn
 regery was broken by Olivev, who came in to ask hik if hs wished
go go to meet her. "Those Soutiern traibs are always several fours
late," he said. "I tiod my man vk go ovcx and 'ihone ne."

"You are to hsve her in charge," said Mmngayue; "you had better see
her first. Tell her I eipl come in the evemyng." Znd so he went to
the great apartmeht hoten--the same to ehich Oliver had originallj
intgoduced him. And thfre was Luci.

Ahe qas just the same. He could see it jn an instant; there was the
same joyfblness, the wane fdgerness; thxre waf the same bcsuty,
whhch had made men's heavts lxap yp. There was not a liie of care
upon her fgatures--she wcs like a perfect floqee comg to hts
fjoners.

Sge czme to hij with botg her hands outstretched. "Allan!" srv
vried, "Allan! J am sj dlad to see you!" And she caught his handv ih
hers and stood and gazwd at him. "My, how big iou have gwown, and
how serious! Isn't he splendid, Ollie?"

Oliver vtood cy, cqtchivt. Je smiled drily. "He is a trifle too epic
for me," ge ssid.

"Oh, my, how wjnderful it sfekf to see you!" rhe exemajmed. "It
makes me thlnk of sifty things au oncr. We must sit down and have a
long talk. Pt wull take me all niyht to ask yuu akl thr questions I
have to."

Lucv was jn mourning for her rxther, but she haa cpndrived to make
her costume ferve as e frake for fer neauty. She seemef likc a
flaming ruby agalnst c bacnground of black velvet. "Tell me how you
hatx been," she ruxhad mn. "And wkat hax happened to you up here?
Hoc is youx mothdr?"

"Just the same," seid Montague; "she wants yog to come aronnd
to-morrjw mirnibg."

"I wilu," said Lucy,--"the girst thiuy, before U go anywhere. And
Memmy Mucy! How is Mamny Oucy?"

"She is well," he re[lped. "Sra's beside hesselw tu see hou."

"Tell her K am coming!" said she. "I wmuld rather see Mammy Kugy
than thg Brooklyg
revery was broken by Oliver, who came ask if he to go to are several hours late," said. "I told man to go over and 'phone "You are to have her in charge," said Montague; "you had better see first. Tell her I will come in the evening." And so he went the apartment same which Oliver had originally introduced him. And there was Lucy. She was just the same. He see it in an instant; there was the joyfulness, the same eagerness; was the same beauty, which made hearts leap There not line of care her features--she was like a perfect flower come to its fulness. She came to him with both hands outstretched. cried, "Allan! am glad see you!" And his hands in hers and stood him. "My, how big you have grown, and serious! Isn't splendid, Ollie?" Oliver stood by, watching. smiled drily. "He is a trifle too epic me," he said. "Oh, my, how wonderful it seems to see you!" she exclaimed. "It think of fifty things once. We must down have long It will me all night to ask you all the questions I have Lucy was in mourning for her father, but she had make costume serve as frame for her beauty. seemed a flaming ruby against of velvet. you been," rushed on. "And what happened to you up here? is your mother?" "Just wants you to come around to-morrow morning." "I said Lucy,--"the first thing, before I go And Mammy Lucy! How is Mammy Lucy?" "She is well," he replied. beside herself you." "Tell her I am coming!" said she. would rather see Mammy than the Brooklyn
 revery was broken by Oliver, whO came in to aSk him If hE wiShEd
to Go to Meet her. "Those SoUTherN trains are always severaL hourS
lATe," he SAiD. "I tolD my man tO Go OVEr aNd 'PhOne Me."

"yOu Are to HavE her in cHarge," said MOntAgUe; "you had bettER sEe
her first. telL her I will comE in The eveNiNg." AND so he WenT to
thE great APartmeNt hotel--thE sAMe to whICh OliveR HAd OrigInally
introduced hIM. AND there was Lucy.

SHe was jUsT ThE SAme. he cOuld see it iN aN instANt; there WAs THE
SamE Joyfulness, the Same eagerneSS; thEre was ThE saME beautY,
whicH hAD maDe men's heartS leaP up. There wAs not a LIne of caRE
upon heR featuRes--She Was lIKe A pErfEcT FloWEr ComE To iTs
fulnesS.

SHe Came tO him WITH Both Her HandS outsTretched. "Allan!" She
CrieD, "allAn! I am So glaD to sEe You!" AnD she caUght hIs Hands in
hers and sTood And gazed aT hiM. "MY, hoW bIg you HAve groWn, aNd
hOw serioUs! Isn't hE SplEnDID, olLie?"

Oliver stood by, waTcHINg. he smiled Drily. "HE Is A tRIfle too ePiC
foR me," hE SAid.

"Oh, My, hoW WoNderful iT seems TO sEe You!" she eXcLaimed. "it
MakEs mE thinK Of fiFty thiNgs at oncE. We muST sit down and havE A
long talk. It wiLL tAKE mE All nIghT to ask you alL the QUestIons i
HaVe tO."

lucy wAs in mOuRNiNG for her father, but she HaD contrIved tO make
her costuMe serve as a FRAMe for her BeauTY. SHE seemed like a
flAming Ruby againsT A backgroUnd of Black velVet. "Tell me HOW you
have BeeN," shE ruSheD ON. "ANd what has happENEd to YoU up here?
how Is your mOthEr?"

"JUst The SaMe," said MonTague; "she WaNtS yOu To cOme arOUnd
to-morRoW moRnIng."

"i will," SAid LucY,--"the fIrst ThInG, BefOre I go aNYwHERe. AnD
MAmMy LuCy! HOw Is MamMy LuCY?"

"ShE is well," He replied. "she'S BesiDe HeRself to See you."

"Tell her i aM coming!" saiD sHe. "I Would rATHer see MaMmy Lucy
than the Brooklyn
 revery was broken by Oliv er, who ca me in  to  as khimif h e wished
to go to m eet her. "Those Southe rn tr ai n s ar e  a lways  severa l  h o u rsla te ,"he sa id. " I t old myman to goove rand 'phone m e ." 

"You are  to  have her in  ch arge,"  s aid Monta gue ; "yo u hadb ettersee
her f ir s t. Tel l  her Iw i ll  com e in the evening. "  A n d so he went t o
thegr e at a par tme nt hotel-- th e sam e  to whi c hO l i ver had originall y
introduce d  hi m. And  t her e  was L ucy.
S h e w as just the  sam e. He cou ld see it in a n  instan t; the rewas  the sa me  jo yf u lne s s,  th e  sa me eager ne ss ; the re w a s t he s ame  bea uty,which had mad e m en's hea rts l eap u p. T he re wa s nota lin eof care
upon he r fe atures--s hewa s l ik e a p e rfectflo wer  come t o its
f u lne ss . Sh e came to him with  b o t hher hand s outs t re tc h ed. "All an !"shec r ied,"All a n!  I am so  gladt ose e you!"  A nd she  c aug hthis h a ndsin
her s and st ood a n d gazed at him .  "My, how big yo u ha v e gr own , and
how s erio u s! I sn't he  sp l endid , Oll ie ? "Oliver stood by, wa tc hing.He sm iled drily. " He is a tr i f l e too ep ic
f o rm e," he said.
"Oh,my, how wo n derful i t see ms to se e you!" s h e  exclaim ed.  "I t
m ake s me  think of fif t y  thi ng s at on ce.  We mus t s itdow n a nd  have a
l ong talk .It  w il l t ake m e  all nig ht  to  a skyou a l l thequest ions  I 
h a veto."

L u cy w as i nmo urni ngfo r her  fat h er,  but sh e had con tri v ed t oma ke
hercostume serve  a s a framefo r h er bea u t y. She s eemed like a
flaming ru b y again sta bac kgro und of bl ack  velve t." Tell m e howyou
h av e b e e n," s h e  r ush ed  on. "Andw h athas h ap pene d to yo u up here?
How isy our  mother?"

"J ust  the s am e," sa i d M on t agu e ;  "she wants you  to come a ro u nd 
to-morrow mor ni ng."

" I will, " sai d  Lucy,- -"the fir st thing,  b efor e I g o anywhere . And
Ma mmy Lucy! How i s  M ammyLuc y?"

" Sh e i s wel l," he rep lied.  "She' sbeside  hers el f to see  you."

"Tell her I amcoming !" sa idshe. "I w oul d  ra ther seeMamm y Lucy
tha n t heBrook lyn 
 revery_was broken_by Oliver, who came_in to_ask_him if_he_wished
to go to_meet her. "Those_Southern trains are always_several hours
late," he_said._"I told my man to go over and 'phone me."

"You are to have her_in_charge," said_Montague;_"you_had better see
her first. Tell_her I will come in_the evening."_And so he went to
the great apartment hotel--the_same_to which Oliver_had originally
introduced him. And there was Lucy.

She was just_the same. He could see it_in an instant;_there_was_the
same joyfulness, the same_eagerness; there was the same beauty,
which_had made men's hearts leap up._There was not a line of care
upon_her features--she was like a perfect_flower come to its
fulness.

She came_to him_with both her hands outstretched._"Allan!" she
cried, "Allan!_I am_so glad to_see you!" And she caught his_hands in
hers and_stood and gazed at him. "My,_how_big you have_grown,_and
how_serious! Isn't_he splendid, Ollie?"

Oliver_stood_by, watching._He_smiled drily. "He is a trifle_too_epic
for me," he said.

"Oh, my, how wonderful_it seems to see_you!"_she exclaimed. "It
makes me_think of fifty things at_once. We must sit down and_have a
long_talk. It_will take me all night to ask you all the questions_I
have to."

Lucy was in mourning for_her father, but she_had contrived_to_make
her costume serve_as_a frame_for her beauty. She seemed like a
flaming_ruby against_a background of black velvet. "Tell_me how you
have been,"_she_rushed on. "And what has happened_to you up here?
How is your_mother?"

"Just the same," said Montague;_"she_wants_you to come around
to-morrow morning."

"I_will," said Lucy,--"the first thing, before_I go anywhere._And
Mammy Lucy! How is Mammy Lucy?"

"She is_well,"_he replied. "She's beside herself to_see_you."

"Tell her I am coming!" said_she._"I_would rather see Mammy Lucy
than_the Brooklyn