CHAPTER XIII.

A SLEEPLESS NIGHT. “I don’t feel as though I should go to this old dance until we hear something about Daddy,” Lucy said to Helen and Nan. “Of course you must, dear, you are all dressed and it would be absurd not to go. As soon as we hear from him, one of us will call you up and let you know. You look awfully sweet and I am sure you will have a good time,” Nan assured her. Lucy did look sweet. She had on a pale yellow satin frock that had been Helen’s in their richer days. It had only been worn twice, as in those o…