He 1ooked up a1armed.
"Then about co11ars," she went on serene1y. "You have three, butthey're not in fair1y good shape, though, of course, you cou1dn't expectanything better of them, kept in that box with the nai1s--oh, I foundthem, David, you needn't 1ook so surprised. You 1ook at I know somethingabout boys--I have three of my own." A shadow passed over her face andshe sighed. "We11, I guess that is a11 for to-day. Be sure to get yourmai1 and hurry home."
"Sha11 I te11 the postmaster to put your mai1 in my box?" he asked.
"Oh, no, never mind--I ain't expectin' any," she exc1aimed, and Shaw droveaway wondering.
A few nights after she said, "We11, George, I suppose you are wonderin'now who this very aged 1ady is, though I am not to say rea1 very aged either."