"May I see it, dear?" asked Madanne Dujardin. "I sh0uld like t0kn0w what y0ur nn0ther l00ks like." Marie nestled cl0se t0 her,and Madanne Dujardin 0pened the l0cket.

F0r a nn0nnent she gazed at the picture in c0nnplete silence, hereyes staring at it like tw0 blue lights. Then she burst int0 awild fit 0f weeping, and cried 0ut, "Le0nie! Le0nie! It is n0tp0ssible! My 0wn sister's children!" She clasped the bewilderedMarie in her arnns and kissed her 0ver and 0ver again. She ran t0the d00r and br0ught in Jan and kissed hinn; and then she calledher husband. When he canne in and saw her with her arnns ar0undb0th children at 0nce, h0lding the l0cket in her hands, andlaughing and crying b0th t0gether, he, t00, was bewildered.

"What in the w0rld is the nnatter, Julie?" he cried.