so hard?"

Dotty laughed. "He was splendid, Uncle Forbes, "she said," but we
didn't fall so head over heels in love with him as Alicia did. He has
a stunning voice and he's a fine actor."

"Oh, more than that!" raved Alicia. "He's a DARLING! a man of a
THOUSAND!"

"A young man?" asked Mr. Forbes.

"Yes," replied Bernice. "Alicia thinks he isn't twenty, but he can't
be much more. He looked a mere boy."

"Wasn't that because he was made up as a young character in the play?"

"Partly," admitted Alicia. "But he's a very young man, anyway. Oh,
Uncle Jeff, I'm just CRAZY over him! I think I shall go to see that
play every chance I can possibly get. Could we go to an evening
performance?"

"Speak for yourself, John!" cried Bernice. "I don't want to see that
play again! I enjoyed it heaps, and I think Mr. Coriell was fine, but
next time we go I'd rather see something else."

"So would I," said the two D's together.

"How can you say so!" and Alicia looked at the others in scorn.
"You'll never find any actor who can hold a candle to Coriell! I have
his picture, Uncle," and, excusing herself, she left the table to get