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"Wait a moment," said Lily, suddenly "I have a picture of him somewhere"

She disappeared, and Madeh the drawers of her dressing table She caraph in her hand

It showed a youngover a low field range with a long-handled fork in his hand

"Frying doughnuts," Lily explained "I was in this hut at first, and I mixed them and cut them, and he fried the a shop somewhere, Cardew and Cameron He said my name would be fine for business He'd fry them in the , and I'd sell thehnuts, you know"

"Not--seriously?"

At the expression on Madehed joyously

"Why not?" she demanded "And you could be the cashier, like the ones in France, and sit behind a high desk and count money all day I'd rather do that than coirl, Lily, aren't you?"

"If that randfather use me for a doormat, I don't know"

"Lily!"

"He's old, and I intend to be careful But he doesn't own me, body and soul And it may be hard to make him understand that"

Many times in the next few months Mademoiselle was to remember that conversation, and turn it over in her shrewd, troubledshe could have done, outside of warning old Anthony hione to Mr Howard Cardew?

"And how," said Made to smile, "do you propose to assert this new independence of spirit?"

"I a to see Aunt Elinor," observed Lily "There, that's eleven buttons on, and I feel I've earnedto ask Willy Cameron to come here to seeclothes, for one night in their lives the Cardewto dine in , for the everyday clothing that the plain people eat in, without apparent suffering!"

Madeot up She felt that Grace should be warned at once And there was a look in Lily's face when she mentioned this Caht he lived in the country"

"Then prepare yourself for a blow," said Lily Cardew, cheerfully "He is here in the city, earning twenty-five dollars a week in the Eagle Phar the plain people perfectly preposterous patent potions--which is his own alliteration, and pretty good, I say"