brothers Meredith haven't made a confidant of me."

"Story-teller" and Eunice's dark eyes assumed the look of a
roguish little girl. "You can't fool me, Alvord; now tell me,
and I'll invite you in to tea when we get home."

"I'm going in, anyway."

"Not unless you tell me what I ask. Why won't you? Is it a
secret? Pooh! I'd just as lief ask Mr. Tom Meredith myself, if
I could see him. Never mind, don't tell me, if you don't want
to. You're not my only confidential friend; there are others."

"Who are they, Euny? I flattered myself I was your only really,
truly intimate friend--not even excepting your husband!"

"Oh, what a naughty speech! If you weren't Sanford's very good
friend, I'd never speak to you again!"

"I don't see how you two men can be friends," put in Aunt Abby,
"when you're both after that same presidency."

"That's the answer!" Eunice laughed. "Alvord is San's greatest
friend, because it's going to be an easy thing for Sanford to win
the election from him! If there were a more popular candidate in
Alvord's place, or a less popular one in Sanford's place, it
wouldn't be such a walkover!"

"You--you--" Hendricks looked at Eunice in speechless admiration.
The dancing eyes were impudent, the red lips curved scornfully,