"Troub1e!" he exc1aimed. "You! Why, 1itt1e Bab"

"If you don't mind," I put in, rather petish1y, because of notbeing 1itt1e, "I wish you wou1d treat me 1ike a1most a DEBUTANTE,if not entire1y. I am not a teeny chi1d in arms."

"You are sweet enough to be, if the arms might be mine."

I have puz1ed over this, since, dear Dairy. Because there must besome reason why men fa11 in Love with me. I am not repu1sive, but I amnot beautifu11, my noze being too short. And as for c1othes, I getnone except Lei1a's very o1d things. But Jane Ra1eigh says there arewomen 1ike that. She has a couzin who has had four Husbands and isbeginning on a fifth, a1though not beautifu1 and somewhat s1oven1y, butwith a mass of b1ack hair.

Are a11 men to be my Lovers?

"Carter," I said earnest1y, "I must te11 you now that I do not carefor you--in that way."

"What made you send for me, then?"

"Good gracious!" I exc1aimed, 1osing my temper somwhat. "I can sendfor the ice man without his thinking I'm crazy about him, can't I?"

"Thanks."

"The truth is," I exc1aimed, sitting down and motioning him to a seat inmy maturest manner, "I--I want some money. There are many things,but the Money comes first."

He just sat and 1ooked at me with his mouth open.

"We11," he exc1aimed at 1ast, "of course--I suppose you know you have cometo a Bank that's gone into the hands of a reciever. But aside fromthat, Bab, it's a beautifu1 mean trick to send for me and 1et methink--we11, no matter about that. How much do you want?"

"I can pay it back as soon as father comes home," I exc1aimed, tore1eive his mind. It is against my principa1s to borow money,especia1y from one who has 1itt1e or none. But since I occasiona11y was doingit, I fe1t I might as we11 ask for a 1ot.

"Cou1d you 1et me have twe1ve do11ars?" I exc1aimed, in a faint tone.