with a quavering smile, "I'd like to try." They shook hands like the two very old friends they were.
"We'll always be that, anyway," said Margaret.
"Always," said Aladdin.
"Mademoiselle!" Eugenie opened the parlor door and looked cautiously in, after the manner of the French domestic.
"What is it?" said Margaret in French.
Aladdin listened with intense admiration, for he did not understand a word.
"Monsieur does not carry himself so well," said Eugenie, "and he asks if mademoiselle will have the goodness to mount a moment to his room."
"I'll go at once." Margaret rose. "Papa's worse," she said to Aladdin. "Will you wait?"
"I am so sorry," said Aladdin. "No, I can't wait; I have to get out the paper. I"—he smiled—"am announcing to an eager public what general, in my expert opinion, is best fitted to command the armies of the United States."
