“That’sallright，Mary-’Gusta。Hello！who’stintype’sthat？“
HehadcaughtsightofthephotographuponthearmofMary’schair。
Hepickeditupandlookedatit。Sheheardhimgasp。Turning，shesawhimstaringatthephotographwithanexpressionofabsoluteamazement——amazementandalarm。
“Why，Isaiah！“shecried。“Whatisthematter？“
Isaiah，nottakinghiseyesfromthepicture，extendeditinonehandandpointedtoitexcitedlywiththeother。