The Garden Party, and Other Stories

them when Mr. Farolles, of St. J

re the first words he said as he glided t

h hung their heads. Both of them felt cer

it down?" sa

at-tails and began to lower himself into father's arm-chair, but just as

clasped her hands; C

ng to be helpful. I want to be helpful to you both, if you will let me. These are the times,"

Mr. Farolles," said Jo

ward. "And if either of you would like a little Communion, either or both of you, here and now, y

tantia, and Mr. Farolles could not possibly lean over it with the chalice. And Kate would be sure to come bursting in and interrupt them, thought Josephine. And suppos

by your good Kate if you would car

you very much!"

took his black straw h

y arrange that-as your dear father's old frien

d Constantia

said Josephine firmly, "and not too exp

hine were buying a nightgown. But, of course, Josephine didn't say

r. Farolles soothingly. "I will ask him to come and se