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Chapter 8 THE LISTENING EAR"I don't know what is the matter with Jane," sighed Mrs. Strong a few days after the employment of the new chauffeur. "She's not ill, is she?" responded her husband. "I never saw her looking more fit." "She looks all right," said her mother. "It is the peculiar way she is acting that bothers me. She spends hours and hours moping in her room, and then there are times when she takes notions of going out and is positively insistent that she must have the car." "Maybe she's in love," suggested Mr. Strong, resorting to the common masculine suspicion. "With whom?" retorted his wife indignantly. "I don't believe there is an eligible man under forty in all New York. None of the men are thinking about marriage these days. They all want to go to France, even