at breakfast, and considerately handed to him without audible comment.
Upon it was written, _"Oh, you Ramsey!"_ This was the last of Milla.

Just before school opened, in the autumn, Sadie Clews made some
revelations. "Milla did like you," said Sadie. "After that time you
jumped in the creek to save her she liked you better than any boy in
town, and I guess if it wasn't for her cousin Milt up in Chicago she
would of liked you the best anywhere. I guess she did, anyway, because
she hadn't seen him for about a year then.

"Well, that afternoon she went away I was over there and took in
everything that was goin' on, only she made me promise on my word of
honour I wouldn't even tell Albert. They didn't get any wire from her
uncle about the touring car; it was her cousin Milt that jumped on the
train and came down and fixed it all up for Milla to go on the trip, and
everything. You see, Ramsey, she was turned back a couple of times in
school before she came in our class and I don't exactly know how old
she is and she don't _look_ old yet, but I'm pretty sure she's at least
eighteen, and she might be over. Her mother kept tellin' her all the
time you were just a kid, and didn't have anything to support her on,
and lots of things like that. I didn't think such a great deal of this
Milt's looks, myself, but he's anyway twenty-one years old, and got a
good position, and all their family seem to think he's just fine! It
wasn't his father that took in the touring car on debt, like she said
she was writing to you; it was Milt himself. He started out in business
when he was only fifteen years old, and this trip he was gettin' up for
his father and mother and Milla was the first vacation he ever took.
Well, of course she wouldn't like my tellin' you, but I can't see the
harm of it, now everything's all over."