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Coming Home
Old Friends with New Faces
Miss Campbell
Thorns Among the Roses
Prince Charming
Polishing Mac
Phebe
Breakers Ahead
New Year's Calls
The Sad and Sober Part
Small Temptations
At Kitty's Ball
Both Sides
Aunt Clara's Plan
Alas for Charlie!
Good Works
Among the Haycocks
Which Was It?
Behind the Fountain
What Mac Did
How Phebe Earned Her Welcome
Short and Sweet

of letting a sudden impulse lead her too far. But Charlie, conscious 

that a very propitious instant had been spoiled, regarded the 

newcomer with anything but a benignant expression of 

countenance and, whispering, "Good-bye, my Rose, I shall look in 

this evening to see how you are after the fatigues of the day," he 

went away, with such a cool nod to poor Fun See that the amiable 

Asiatic thought he must have mortally offended him. 

 

Rose had little leisure to analyze the new emotions of which she 

was conscious, for Mr. Tokio came up at once to make his 

compliments with a comical mingling of Chinese courtesy and 

American awkwardness, and before he had got his hat on Jamie 

shouted with admiring energy: "Here's another! Oh, such a swell!" 

 

They now came thick and fast for many hours, and the ladies stood 

bravely at their posts till late into the evening. Then Aunt Jessie 

went home, escorted by a very sleepy little son, and Aunt Plenty 

retired to bed, used up. Dr. Alec had returned in good season, for 

his friends were not fashionable ones, but Aunt Myra had sent up 

for him in hot haste and he had good-naturedly obeyed the 

summons. In fact, he was quite used to them now, for Mrs. Myra, 

having tried a variety of dangerous diseases, had finally decided 

upon heart complaint as the one most likely to keep her friends in 

a chronic state of anxiety and was continually sending word that 

she was dying. One gets used to palpitations as well as everything 

else, so the doctor felt no alarm but always went and prescribed 

some harmless remedy with the most amiable sobriety and 

patience. 

 

Rose was tired but not sleepy and wanted to think over several 

things, so instead of going to bed she sat down before the open fire 

in the study to wait for her uncle and perhaps Charlie, though she 

did not expect him so late. 

 

Aunt Myra's palpitations must have been unusually severe, for the 

clock struck twelve before Dr. Alec came, and Rose was preparing 

to end her reverie when the sound of someone fumbling at the hall 

door made her jump up, saying to herself: "Poor man! His hands 

are so cold he can't get his latchkey in. Is that you, Uncle?" she 


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