CHAPTER IV.

NAN PAYS THE BILL. When Mrs. Carter returned from her luncheon party, all of her daughters, except Nan, tired from their various labors of the day, were seated in the library. “I wish Nan would hurry up and come downstairs so we can tell her how well the shop looks since the partitions have been taken down,” said Helen, diving into her coat pocket for her ever present vanity box as she heard steps in the hallway. “She got a letter, and in a terrible state of excitement dashed upstairs to read it. I suppose it is fr…