chose to believe me. It is plain as a pipe-stem to me that wealth is
the next best thing to love and sometimes it is better when you happen
to love the wrong thing--or person."

"It rhymes with wealth but begins with the letter 'h'," the questioner
returned hastily, too much in earnest to waste further time in argument.
"Now, Mollie, you have the third turn, remember you are to decide what
the first syllable stands for, 'Wo'."

For a few seconds the third girl hesitated, her cheeks flushing
uncomfortably. Not so quick or clever with her tongue as Polly and
Betty she was far more gifted with her fingers. "I am sure I don't know
what you mean," she replied. "'Wo' is the beginning of the word
'woman', but you can't mean woman. I know you and Polly think books of
plays and novels the greatest things in the world, but I don't and
besides I can't find the right word for them. You know what I really
like best is just cooking and cleaning up and putting flowers on the
table, stupid household things that can't have anything to do with your
wonderful word." And Mollie looked so apologetic for her own domestic
tastes that her mother took both her hands and held them tight.

"For goodness' sake, Mollie dear, even in these days of the advanced
female it is still something to be proud of, to have real womanly
tastes. Because some women go out into the world is no reason why they
should lose their womanly instincts. What we are all working for, both
men and women, is really just the making of a home, a big or a little
one. I don't know myself what word Betty is searching for, but I do
believe these very things that you like best come very close to my own
guess. For if love is the greatest thing in the world, the making of a
home to shelter it is most important. I have an idea that love would