How many nice things she could think of that she would like to be able to write thereon.

Maybe they would hold the date of a visit to Oaklea some day, to _Mrs.Rob Moore_.

How odd that sounded.

Or what was more probable, since he had already mentioned it in his letters to Jack, a visit from Phil, if he went back to California with his father and Elsie on their return.
And maybe, it might hold the news of Joyce's engagement, some day, or Betty's, and maybe--some far, far-off day, it might hold her own! That seemed a very unlikely thing just now.

Princes were an unknown quantity in Lone-Rock.