“Worse than that!” replied Marjorie. “Wyoming! And the funny part of it was that he was on the ranch with us all summer.” “Oh, tell me all about him--everything!” cried the girl, and Marjorie spent most of the morning relating even the minutest details about Kirk Smith. Daisy, with her mother and father, arrived that night, almost wild in their joy, after those dreadful months of uncertainty and fear. Their happiness in the reunion was wonderful to see; Marjorie and Mrs. Hadley both wiped tears from their eyes as they beheld it. “And so you will be here for our house party after all!” said Marjorie, squeezing Daisy’s hand. “Yes,” replied the girl, smiling. “And it is going to be the very nicest one I ever attended.” “What I am waiting for, is to see the other girls’ surprise,” continued Marjorie. “Shall we ask your mother and father to withdraw and have some fun teasing them?” “I’d love it!” agreed Daisy, who was in for anything now. The other six scouts, accompanied by John Hadley, arrived about noon on Saturday. Marjorie and Daisy met them at the train. “Daisy!” they all exclaimed at once. “You here!” “Yes,” replied the girl, making a vain effort to disguise her happiness. “You certainly look happy!” remarked Alice. “What has happened?” “I’m going back to Miss Allen’s in the Fall,” she answered. “Girls,” said Marjorie, interrupting the conversation, “we have a guest with us. Somebody you’ll no doubt be delighted to meet: Kirk Smith’s wife!” “Kirk Smith’s wife!” repeated Alice. “When did he get married?” “Last April,” said Marjorie. “And is he separated from her?” asked Ethel, breathlessly. “Naturally! He wasn’t with her this summer, was he?” “I thought there was something queer about him,” observed Alice. “Is she nice?” “Charming.” “And does she love him?” “She seems to.” “Well, where did you ever find her?” asked Florence. “She is a friend of Mrs. Hadley’s,” answered Marjorie. It was John’s first knowledge of the fact that the mysterious girl whom his mother had been sheltering was really Daisy’s sister, and he uttered a cry of joy. The girls all looked at him suspiciously. “You’re fooling us, like you and Lily did about the lieutenant!” was Alice’s conclusion. “I’m not--am I, John?” “No, on my word of honor!” Very shortly after, Marjorie proved to them that she had been telling the truth. She introduced them all to Mrs. Kirk Smith, a charming young woman of about twenty-two. It was Ethel Todd’s clever mind which put two and two together, and first made the discovery. This girl was a Mrs. Smith; she answered to Olive’s description; moreover, Daisy’s presence, her joy, her statement that she would return to Miss Allen’s all led to the solution. “Aren’t you Daisy’s sister?” she asked suddenly. Marjorie and Daisy burst into laughter, as the realization dawned upon the other girls. Explanations followed, and Mr. and Mrs. Gravers appeared on the scene, to join in the merry-making.