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ILLUSTRATIONS

BY MAY WILSON PRESTON

• "I AM A WRITER," I SAID IN A LOW, EARNEST TONE. "NO!
  HOW—HOW AMAZING!" . . . . . . . . Frontispiece
• FATHER AND MY SISTER LEILA MET ME AT THE STATION . 18
• "NOW," HE SAID, "I WISH YOU WOULD TELL ME SOME
  GOOD REASON WHY I SHOULD NOT HAND YOU OVER TO THE
  POLICE." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 68
• AT DAYLIGHT I OPENED THE CLOSET DOOR AND DREW A
  BREATH OF FRESH AIR. SHE WAS ASLEEP WITH HER HAIR
  IN PATENT WAVERS. YE GODS! . . . . . 142
• "I-I WANT SOME MONEY-THERE ARE MANY THINGS BUT
  THE MONEY COMES FIRST .. . . . . . . . . . 168
• HE THUMPED HIMSELF ON THE CHEST. "A HUNDRED AND
  EIGHTY POUNDS," HE OBSERVED, "JUST INTENDED FOR
  LITTLE DAUGHTERS TO FALL BACK ON WHEN OTHER THINGS
  FAIL." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .178
• DID I OR DID I NOT SEE HIS FACE SET INTO LINES OF ONE
  WHO HAD LITTLE OR NO RESPECT FOR THE FLAG? . . . 294
• "MADAME, IF YOU PUT EGGS ABOVE THE STARS AND STRIPES
  YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A TRAITOR .... . . . . . . 302