But, alas, she found that the fund for luxuries amounted to exactly one dollar and thirteen cents, while there existed no immediate need for renewing linen or clothing at the promised reduction. On the other hand, a month's rent was due, and a dentist's bill had arrived that very morning. Both expenses were imperative and non-reducible. She shook out the dimes, nickels and pennies from the envelope marked "Luxuries" and arranged them in a geometrical design.
"It can't be done!" she groaned, and shook a rebellious fist at the smug-looking envelopes. Then suddenly she swung round in her chair, startled by an unexpected yet strangely familiar sound.
She glanced sharply at the clock. Its tick was strictly businesslike and the hands pointed to twenty minutes past two. Yet surely that had been the click of Larry's key in the front door, and now Larry's never-to-be-mistaken step coming down the hall.
Only an emergency, very bad news or very good, would bring Larry home in the middle of a crisp autumn afternoon.
