'No,' said Marion, 'he----'

'Why not?' I asked feverishly.

'Because he said it was all right directly he tasted the contents of
the bottle. But to make quite sure he 'phoned to your chemist, who, it
appears, put your name on the bottle instead of The Kid's. He was
awfully sorry and apologetic.'

'Sorry!' I echoed, 'apologetic! Why, the man's a monster. To think of
all I've suffered through his carelessness.' I sank down on a chair.
'I'm quite overwrought.'

'There's no harm done, thank goodness,' said Marion.

'"All's well that ends well,"' quoted Henry.

'I'm fair relieved to get that load orf my mind,' supplemented
Elizabeth.

'Mama, dear,' put in The Kid, glad, no doubt, that at last she was able
to please, 'I think that now I really can _be_----'

'It doesn't matter now, darling,' I explained. 'You'd better lie
perfectly still and let it pass off.'

'Must I, Mama?'

We all moved towards the door. The relief from the strain was apparent
in our joyous faces and lightened mien. We sang out 'Good-night' to