Perhaps the only person in the hall who was not either shouting or screaming, according to sex, was Norah's mother; and the cloud on her face lightened when she saw Norah coming to her on Pat Barnes's arm and Pat's face aglow. Freda saw them too; she slipped her hand into her father's arm. "_Liebchen_!" said he, stroking it with his rough fingers, "I will get thee a watch some day, never fear!" But it was not the thought of a watch that made Freda's heart lighter than for many a day. "I don't want a watch," said she. "Oh, I'm sorry for Norah, who can't even remember about her father!" THE END