A Substitute Journalist
Anna's Love Letters
Aunt Caroline's Silk Dress
Aunt Susanna's Thanksgiving Dinner
By Grace of Julius Caesar
By the Rule of Contrary
Fair Exchange and No Robbery
Matthew Insists on Puffed Sleeves
Ted's Afternoon Off
The Girl Who Drove the Cows
The Doctor's Sweetheart
The End of the Young Family Feud
The Genesis of the Doughnut Club
The Growing Up of Cornelia
The Old Fellow's Letter
The Parting of the Ways
The Promissory Note
The Revolt of Mary Isabel
The Twins and a Wedding
asperated way. "Why will you persist in speaking in that way? You are very provoking. It is not likely I would wish to see you throw yourself away on a poor man, and I'm sure you must like Gus."
"Oh, yes, I like him well enough," I said listlessly. "To be sure, I did think once, in my salad days, that liking wasn't quite all in an affair of this kind. I was absurd enough to imagine that love had something to do with it."
"Don't talk so nonsensically," said Alicia sharply. "Love! Well, of course, you ought to love your husband, and you will. He loves you enough, at all events."
"Alicia," I said earnestly, looking her straight in the face and speaking bluntly enough to have satisfied even Jack's love of straightforwardness, "you married for money and position, so people say. Are you happy?"
For the first time that I remembered, Alicia blushed. She was very angry.
"Yes, I did marry for money," she said sharply, "and I don't regret it. Thank heaven, I never was a fool."