"You're even glad to go back to school, aren't you, Rosemary?" asked Richard with a half unconscious sigh. Going back to school for him, and for Warren, meant much hard work and more anxiety. The dreamy light went out of the girl's eyes. Her lovely, vivid face glowed with characteristic enthusiasm. It might be said of Rosemary that no future was ever else than rosy to her ardent gaze. "Of course I'll be glad!" she answered eagerly. "It will be my last year in grammar school, you know. And it's sure to be exciting--in spots. Besides I just love going ahead!" Across his lowered paper, Doctor Hugh smiled at the two boys in the swing. "And that," he said whimsically, "explains why Rosemary is Rosemary." THE END