And they were so used to
having just themselves that things would go on as they always had.
But more nights than one she cried herself to sleep, craving the touch
of the little rosebud baby learning of motherhood from some one else.
CHAPTER XIV
NEPTUNE'S SECOND DAUGHTER
"Chicago, Illinois.
"Dearest Carol and David--
"Carol, dear, an awful thing has happened. Do you remember the
millionaire's son who discovered me up the cherry tree years ago when I
was an infant? He comes to see me now and then. He is very nice and
attentive, and all of my friends have selected the color schemes for
their boudoirs in my forthcoming palatial home. One night he
telephoned and said his mother was in town with him, and they should
like to come right up if I did not mind. I did not know he was in
town, I hardly knew he had a mother, and I was in the act of shampooing
my hair. Phyllis was making candy, and Gladys was reading aloud to us
both. Imagine the mother of a millionaire's son coming right up, and I
in a shampoo.
"'Oh,' I wailed, 'I haven't anything to wear, and I am not used to
millionaires' sons' mothers, and I won't know what to say to her.'
"'Leave it to us, Connie!' cried my friends valiantly.
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