MILLtE'S VICTORY.

And Millie sighed a little, as she mentally thought
what she would do.
 "I know what it can't do," said Reginald, jumping
up. Stop time from going on. We won't build any
more Chateaux d'Espagne. Good-bye, dear. Please
imagine the messages the girls' sent you. I have for-
gotten them all."
 He went off whistling down the garden path, and
Millicent came back to her work with a brighter face.
She tried the hem again, but her needle was rusty, the
thread broke again and again, and at last the linen
slipped to the floor unheeded, for Millie had forgotten
everything in the magic of the new book















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