To their astonishment she burst into a peal of laughter.
"'My lodging is on the cold, cold ground, And hard, very hard is my fare!'" she sang, to the tune of "Believe me, if all those endearing young charms." "So you know all about it, too ?" "How did you hear it ?" gasped Mrs.Bird.
"I bought the evening paper to see if that lost child at the asylum had been found.

Edgar jumped on the car, and seemed determined that I should not read the paper until I reached home.

He was very kind, but slightly bungling in his attentions.

I knew then that something was wrong, but just what was beyond my imagination, unless Jack Howard had been expelled from Harvard, or Bell Winship had been lost at sea on the way home; so I persisted in reading, and at last I found the fatal item.

I don't know whether Edgar expected me to faint at sight! I 'm not one of the fainting sort!" "I 'm relieved that you can take it so calmly.