"They are always humourous or pathetic," remarked Alice. "Some of
them remind me of a person trying to laugh with a heart full of
sorrow, and their love songs are so sweet."

"Can't we have him in?" asked Maude.

"I'll go and see if he's come," said Mandy. "He often drops in and
helps Mrs. Crowley clear up after supper."

Maude laughed. "A sure sign he's in love. I hope I'll get such a
helpful husband."

"Your life will be on different lines," remarked Uncle Ike. "You will
not be obliged to do your own housework."

"I don't know about that. I've loafed all my life and I'd really like
to know what work is."

Mandy came back with smiling face. "Yes, he's there, and they're
putting the dishes in the closet. He's coming in, and, of course,
Mrs. Crowley will come too."

"While we are waiting, play something, Maude," said Quincy.

"I only took three quarters," she said roguishly, as she seated
herself and dashed off "Waves of Ocean" in strident style.

"I always liked that," said Hiram.

"So do I, with my bathing-dress on," and Maude acknowledged the