But one day she took Carol's dimpled
chin in her hand, and turned the face up that she might look directly
into the young blue eyes.
"Carol," she said, smiling, "you are a girlie, girlie wife, with
dimples and curls and all the baby tricks, but you're a pretty clever
little lady at that. You were not going to let your darling old David
get into trouble, were you? And quite right, my dear, quite right.
And between you and me, I like you far, far better than your husband."
She smiled the crooked smile and pinched Carol's crimson cheek. "The
only way to keep hubby out of danger is to tackle it yourself, isn't
it? Oh, don't blush,--I like you all the better for your little trick."
CHAPTER V
A MINISTER'S SON
"Centerville, Iowa.
"Dear Carol and David:
"I am getting very, exceptionally wise. I am really appalled at
myself. It seems so unnecessary in one so young. You will remember,
Carol, that I used to say it was unfair that ministers' children should
be denied so much of the worldly experience that other ordinary humans
fall heir to by the natural sequence of things. I resented the
deprivation. I coveted one taste of every species of sweet, satanic or
otherwise.
"I have changed my mind.
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