the old woman admitted with a smile

  "He might have sent something to his nephew and his niece," she said half seriously.   "Perhaps he will when I get to America and tell him how pretty you are," said Mendel oracularly. He looked quite joyous and even ventured to pinch Miriam's flushed cheek roguishly, and she submitted to the indignity without a murmur.   "Why _you're_ looking as pleased as Punch too, mother," said Daniel, in half-rueful amazement. "You seem delighted at the idea of leaving us."   "I always wanted to see America," the old woman admitted with a smile. "I also shall renew an old friendship in New York." She looked meaningly at her husband, and in his eye was an answering love-light.   "Well, that's cool!" Daniel burst forth. "But she doesn't mean it, does she, father?"   "I mean it." Hyams answered.   "But it can't be true," persisted Daniel, in ever-growing bewilderment. "I believe it's all a hoax."   Mendel hastily drained his coffee-cup.   "A hoax!" he murmured, from behind the cup.   "Yes, I believe some one is having a lark with you."   "Nonsense!" cried Mendel vehemently, as he put down his coffee-cup and picked up the letter from the table. "Don't I know my own brother Yankov's writing. Besides, who else would know all the little things he writes about?"   Daniel was silenced, but lingered on after Miriam had departed to her wearisome duties.

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