. St. Nicholas [serial]. These two stood foranother branch of the family tree, Mary did not like to ask. Asking would revealtoo dense an ignorance, and already her igno-rance appalled her. Why had she never thoughtto question her mother about those old girlhoodfriends of hers? Names, whose identity it wasassumed she knew, flashed from mouth to ignorance reflected on her mothers con-stancy to old ties, and suddenly Mary becamepassionately jealous of her mothers good repute. Everybody help trim, Molly was simply must have the house done beforeMother and Nell come
. St. Nicholas [serial]. These two stood foranother branch of the family tree, Mary did not like to ask. Asking would revealtoo dense an ignorance, and already her igno-rance appalled her. Why had she never thoughtto question her mother about those old girlhoodfriends of hers? Names, whose identity it wasassumed she knew, flashed from mouth to ignorance reflected on her mothers con-stancy to old ties, and suddenly Mary becamepassionately jealous of her mothers good repute. Everybody help trim, Molly was simply must have the house done beforeMother and Nell come at noon. Come along, Jim, said Tracy. Let s be offfor a last load of green. You have a trunkcheck, have nt you, Mary? We 11 bring yourtrunk along when we come back. I9I5] WHERE JOURNEYS EiND 101 Five minutes later Mary descended the stairsinto a tangle of ground-pine and holly. I cantfind it, she breathed. I never did such a thingin my life before as to lose a check. I m thor-oughlv ashamed. But I took the number. Father. I did nt mean that! You ve a pretty longmemory to remember his saying looked puzzled. Come along and help me do the right thingby this window, Mary, called Bob. Guess I can get it by thenumber, Tracy told errands, Molly?Ready in a jiff, Jim. The big fellow, leaningagainst the stair-rail besideher, surveyed Mary smil-ing. So you re Marciaslittle cousin. I d a notionyou were a tiny thing. I m not very big besideyou. But—Marcias littlecousin ? We always called youthat. Come to think of it,Marcia was some kind of ato your father,she ? Coming, thing-in-lawwas ntTrace. Marcia !her memory,father once WE HAVK WANTED VOU FOR SO LONG, UliAK. {SEE NEXT PAGE.) impressed on me that I must always know thenumber of my check. He did, did he? You ve a fairly long mem-ory. Oh, I wrote it down. Mary searchedWhat had hersaid of a rela-tion or near-relation otherthan the checker-playingcousin ? But was her nameMarcia? It was dreadful tobe a girl who did nt knowhe
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