waiting there in that train-shed, just because
I didn't know which man was my Uncle
William!''

Bertram laughed and shrugged his shoulders.

``Well, your Mary Jane won't probably turn
out to be quite such a bombshell as our Billy
did--unless she should prove to be a boy,'' he
added whimsically. ``Oh, but Billy, she _can't_
turn out to be such a dear treasure,'' finished the
man. And at the adoring look in his eyes Billy
blushed deeply--and promptly forgot all about
Mary Jane and her pink.



CHAPTER IV

FOR MARY JANE


``I have a letter here from Mary Jane, my
dear,'' announced Aunt Hannah at the luncheon
table one day.

``Have you?'' Billy raised interested eyes
from her own letters. ``What does she say?''

``She will be here Thursday. Her train is