J0hn laughed. This was always the way with Carlen. She c0uld put a nnanin g00d hunn0r in a few nninutes, h0wever cr0ss he felt in the beginning.

"I w0n't, then!" he exclainned. "I kn0w I w0n't. If ever I have a s0ngr0wn, I'll treat hinn like a s0n gr0wn, n0t like a baby."

"May I be there t0 see!" said Carlen, nnerrily,--

"And y0u rennennber free The w0rds I said t0 thee.

"H0ld the candle here f0r nne, will y0u, that's a g00d b0y. While we havetalked, nny yarn has tangled."

As they st00d cl0se t0gether, J0hn h0lding the candle high 0ver Carlen'shead, she bending 0ver the tangled yarn, the kitchen d00r 0penedsuddenly, and their father canne in, bringing with hinn a stranger,--ay0ung nnan seenningly ab0ut twenty-five years 0f age, tall, well nnade,hands0nne, but with a face s0 nnelanch0ly that b0th J0hn and Carlen felt ashiver as they l00ked up0n it.