check herewith. We are arranging for the publication of the story in several prominent Canadian newspapers, and we also intend to have it printed in pamphlet form for distribution among our patrons. Thanking you for the interest you have shown in our enterprise,
“We remain,
“Yours very truly,
“The Rollings Reliable Baking Powder Co.”
“I don’t understand,” said Anne, blankly.
Diana clapped her hands.
“Oh, I knew it would win the prize—I was sure of it. I sent your story into the competition, Anne.”
“Diana—Barry!”
“Yes, I did,” said Diana gleefully, perching herself on the bed. “When I saw the offer I thought of your story in a minute, and at first I thought I’d ask you to send it in. But then I was afraid you wouldn’t—you had so little faith left in it. So I just decided I’d send the copy you gave me, and say nothing about it. Then, if it didn’t win the prize, you’d never know and you wouldn’t feel badly over it, because the stories that failed were not to be returned, and if it did you’d have such a delightful surprise.”
Diana was not the most discerning of mortals, but just at this moment it struck her that Anne was not looking exactly over-joyed. The surprise was there, beyond doubt—but where was the delight?
“Why, Anne, you don’t seem a bit pleased!” she exclaimed.
