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d in taking in flowers and jelly and chicken broth； donated by the adoring ladies of the parish to the ungracious hero in a plaster cast。 I know that you find a cap of homespun more comfortable than a halo； but I really do think that you might have regarded me in a different light from the hysterical ladies in question。 You and I used to be friends （intermittently）； and though there are one or two details in our past intercourse that might better be expunged； still I don't see why we should let them upset our entire relationship。 Can't we be sensible and expunge them？
The fire has brought out such a lot of unexpected kindliness and charity； I wish it might bring out a little from you。 You see； Sandy； I know you well。 You may pose to the world as being gruff and curt and ungracious and scientific and inhuman and S C O T C H； but you can't fool me。 My newly trained psychological eye has been upon you for ten months； and I have applied the Binet test。 You are really kind and sympathetic and wise and forgiving and big； so please be at home the next time I come to see you； and we will perform a surgical operation upon Time and amputate five months。
Do you remember the Sunday afternoon we ran away； and what a nice time we had？ It is now the day after that。
SALLIE McBRIDE。
P。S。 If I condescend to call upon you again； please condescend to see me； for I assure you I won't try more than once！ Also； I assure you that I won't drip tears on your counterpane or try to kiss your hand； as I hear one admiring lady did。
THE JOHN GRIER HOME； Thursday。 Dear Enemy：
You see； I'm feeling very friendly toward you this moment。 When I call you 〃MacRae〃 I don't like you； and when I call you 〃Enemy〃 I do。
Sadie Kate delivered your note （as an afterthought）。 And it's a very creditable production for a left…handed man； I thought at first glance it was from Punch。
You may expect me tomorrow at four； and mind you're awake！ I'm glad that you think we're friends。 Really； I feel that I've got back something quite precious which I had carelessly mislaid。
S。 McB。
P。S。 Java caught cold the night of the fire and he has the toothache。 He sits and holds his cheek like a poor little kiddie。
Thursday； January 29。 Dear Judy：
Those must have been ten terribly incoherent pages I dashed off to you last week。 Did you respect my command to destroy that letter？ I should not care to have it appear in my collected correspondence。 I know that my state of mind is disgraceful； shocking； scandalous； but one really can't help the way one feels。 It is usually considered a pleasant sensation to be engaged； but； oh； it is nothing compared with the wonderful untrammeled； joyous； free sensation of being unengaged！ I have had a terribly unstable feeling these last few months； and now at last I am settled。 No one ever looked forward to spinsterhood more thankfully than I。
Our fire； I have come to believe； was providential。 It was sent from heaven to clear the way for a new John Grier。 We are already deep in plans for cottages。 I favor gray stucco； Betsy leans to brick； and Percy； half…timber。 I don't know what our poor doctor would prefer； olive green with a mansard roof appears to be his taste。
With ten different kitchens to practice in； won't our children learn how to cook！ I am already looking about for ten loving house mothers to put in charge。 I think； in fact； I'll search for eleven； in order to have one for Sandy。 He's as pathetically in need of a little mothering as any； of the chicks。
It must be pretty dispiriting to come home every night to the ministrations of Mrs。 McGur…rk。
How I do not like that woman！ She has with complacent firmness told me four different times that the dochther was ashleep and not wantin' to be disturbed。 I haven't set eyes on him yet； and I have just about finished being polite。 However； I waive judgment until tomorrow at four； when I am to pay a short； unexciting call of half an hour。 He made the appointment himself； and if she tells me again that he is ashleep； I shall give her a gentle push and tip her over （she's very fat and unstable） and； planting a foot firmly on her stomach； pursue my way tranquilly in and up。 Luellen； formerly chauffeur； chambermaid； and gardener； is now also trained nurse。 I am eager to see how he looks in a white cap and apron。
The mail has just come； with a letter from Mrs。 Bretland； telling how happy they are to have the children。 She inclosed their first photographall packed in a governess cart； with Clifford proudly holding the reins； and a groom at the pony's head。 How is that for three late inmates of the John Grier Home？
It's all very inspiring when I think of their futures； but a trifle sad when I remember their poor father； and how he worked himself to death for those three chicks who are going to forget him。 The Bretlands will do their best to accomplish that。 They are jealous of any outside influence and want to make the babies wholly theirs。 After all； I think the natural way is bestfor each family to produce its own children； and keep them。
Friday。
I saw the doctor today。 He's a pathetic sight； consisting mostly of bandages。 Somehow or other we got our misunderstandings all made up。 Isn't it dreadful the way two human beings； both endowed with fair powers of speech； can manage to convey nothing of their psychological processes to each other？
I haven't understood his mental attitude from the first； and he even yet doesn't understand mine。 This grim reticence that we Northern people struggle so hard to maintain！ I don't know after all but that the excitable Southern safety valve method is the best。
But； Judy； such a dreadful thingdo you remember last year when he visited that psychopathic institution； and stayed ten days； and I made such a silly fuss about it？ Oh； my dear； the impossible things I do！ He went to attend his wife's funeral。 She died there in the institution。 Mrs。 McGurk knew it all the time； and might have added it to the rest of her news； but she didn't。
He told me all about her； very sweetly。 The poor man for years and years has undergone a terrible strain； and I fancy her death is a blessed relief。 He confesses that he knew at the time of his marriage that he ought not to marry her； he knew all about her nervous instability； but he thought； being a doctor； that he could overcome it； and she was beautiful！ He gave up his city practice and came to the country on her account。 And then after the little girl's birth she went all to pieces； and he had to 〃put her away；〃 to use Mrs。 McGurk's phrase。 The child is six now； a sweet； lovely little thing to look at； but； I judge from what he said； quite abnormal。 He has a trained nurse with her always。 Just think of all that tragedy looming over our poor patient good doctor； for he is patient； despite being the most impatient man that ever lived！
Thank Jervis for his letter。 He's a dear man； and I'm glad to see him getting his deserts。 What fun we are going to have when you get back to Shadywell； and we lay our plans for a new John Grier！ I feel as though I had spent this past year learning； and am now just ready to begin。 We'll turn this into the nicest orphan asylum that ever lived。 I'm so absurdly happy at the prospect that I start in the morning with a spring； and go about my various businesses singing inside。
The John Grier Home sends its blessing to the two best friends it ever had！
ADDIO！
SALLIE。
THE JOHN GRIER HOME；
Saturday at half…past six in the morning！
My dearest Enemy：
〃Some day soon something nice is going to happen。〃
Weren't you surprised when you woke up this morning and remembered the truth？ I was！ I couldn't think for about two minutes what made me so happy。
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