were in it. It's awfully hard. You'd be surprised."
He brought a magazine from the table, exhibited an illustration to Joan for perhaps ten seconds, and whisked it away, leaving her gasping.
"Why," she said, "there—there were two men and a cat, standing in front of a house."
On looking again at the picture, it was found that the cat was a dog, and that Joan had entirely neglected to mention a woman leaning in the doorway of the house and two horses hitched to a picket-fence beneath a tree. Garth was overjoyed and thrust the magazine into her hands.
"Now let me try one! But prob’ly I'll do just as badly, so never mind, Joan."
As a matter of fact, he succeeded much better than she, because he had often played the game before. Joan grew quite excited, and they passed the magazine back and forth in great glee, their memories stretching wonderfully at every attempt.
In the doctor's private room a frightened child whimpered, and Garth frowned a little. The door of the inner office opened presently and a woman came out, holding a little boy in
