little Cesca, but I think he says it only to console me beforehand in case it is, for I am sure in his heart he wants a boy. However, if it is a girl, we shall be just as fond of her—and once we have got one child we might get some more.
"I am so happy that I don't mind where we are, and I don't long for Paris. Fancy Mrs. L. asking me if I was not angry because the baby spoilt my journey abroad—can you understand it from a mother of two of the handsomest boys in the world? But they are not taken the slightest notice of, except when they are with us, and Lennart says she would willingly make us a present of them. If I could afford it I would take them, so that baby would have two darling big brothers to play with when he comes. It will be such fun to show them their little cousin—they call me auntie, you see. I think it is nice. But I must close now. Do you know I am very pleased also, because Lennart cannot be jealous now—can he? and I don't think he ever will be any more, for he knows quite well that I have never been really fond of anybody but him.
"Do you think it unkind of me to write so much about this to you and that I am so happy? I know you don't grudge me my luck.
"Remember me kindly to all my friends—to Gunnar first and foremost. You may tell him what I have written if you like. Every good wish to yourself and welcome to us next summer.—Much love from your sincere and devoted little friend, Cesca.
"P.S.—I must add something: If it is a girl she is going to be called Jenny. I don't mind what Lennart says. He sends his regards to you, by the way."
Gunnar handed the letter back to Jenny, who put it in her pocket.
"I am so pleased," she said gently. "I am glad there are
