seemed to me that I had been up and moving about through unfamiliar
things for so many, many hours, that I had almost forgotten the
baby! I remember that it came to me with a shock that Rose was safe,
and asleep, and that morning had come, and breakfast was ready, and
here was the baby, the same baby we had been so placidly expecting
and planning for, and that, in short, it was all right, and all
over!"

"Oh, I KNOW!" Anne laid an impulsive hand for a second on his, and
the eyes of the young wife, and of the man who had been a young
father thirty years before, met in wonderful understanding. "That's-
-that's the way it is," said Anne, a little lamely, with a swift
thought for another foggy morning, when the familiar horn, the
waking noises of the city, had fallen strangely on her own senses,
after the terror and triumph of the night. Neither spoke for a
moment. Diego's voice broke cheerily into the pause.

"I can undress myself," he announced, with modest complacence.

"Can you?" said Charles Rideout. "How about buttons?"

"I can't do buttons," Diego qualified firmly.

"Well, I think--I can--remember--how to unbutton--a boy!" said the
man, with his pleasant deliberation, as he began on the button that
was always catching itself on Diego's hair. Diego cheerfully
extended little arms and legs in turn for the disrobing process.
Presently a small heap of garments lay on the floor, and the
children were quite delicious in baggy blue flannels. All the four
were laughing and absorbed, when James Senior came in a few minutes