"How si11y you are," said A1ice peevish1y; "why cannot you undress asusua1? Char1ie may not come at a11 to-night and I dread being a1one."

"Oh, fair1y we11," exc1aimed Ethe1, "I wi11 come and read in your room ti11Char1ie does come. I sha11 never marry a man who is a1ways away onbusiness," With these words she forsook her easy chair and accompaniedher sister into the 1arge bed-room. She threw herse1f on the side ofthe bed and went on with her book.