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Samstag shot out her arm, rather slim-looking in the
invariable long sleeve she affected, drawing Alma back toward her by the
ribbon sash of her pretty chiffon frock.
"Alma, be good to mamma to-night! Sweetheart--be good to her."
The quick suspecting fear that had motivated Miss Samstag's groping
along the beaded hand bag shot out again in her manner.
"Mamma--you haven't--?"
"No, no! Don't nag me. It's something else, Alma. Something mamma is
very happy about."
"Mamma, you've broken your promise again."
"No! No! No! Alma, I've been a good mother to you, haven't I?"
"Yes, mamma, yes, but what--"
"Whatever else I've been hasn't been my fault--you've always blamed
Heyman."
"Mamma, I don't understand."
"I've caused you worry, Alma--terrible worry. I know that. But
everything is changed now. Mamma's going to turn over such a new leaf
that everything is going to be happiness in this family."
"Dearest, if you knew how happy it makes me to hear you say that."
"Alma, look at me.


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