The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1914-10-15


IF your word Is passed. that is enough.
/ am happy to believe 1t. Mrs. Whit
ing seems a charming woman. A we'll
poised woman! An unusual woman!"
very"
you leave todayf"
"Yes."
Then, since l have your word In
the matter, feel safe in inviting you
and Mrs. Whiting to share my car as
far as Buffalo"
Mrs. Whiting may have a pref
erence"
Quinby received this with the sur
prise of one whose invitations partake
of the peremptory quality of royalty's.
Il hope she will not prefer a stuffy
Pullman to my car, which has been
praised. | should be deeply hurt by
a refusal. In fact" Mark looked up
quickly, as though he had heard a
warning crack! overhead, IL should
construe a refusal as evidence But
let that go. There are company mat
tiers l wish to discuss with you, and
this seems an opportune occasion"
The men regarded each other stead
| lily for a moment
Il shall present your invitation"
Mark concluded
With my compliments" Quinby
amended. "Er-Truitt, who is Mrs
Whiting? The name is not familiar"
I'm sure you never heard of her.
She's trained nurse-a very success
full one, | believe. I'll let you know
! her answer"
They rose and Mark had the en-
viable distinction of marching with
dining room, where by this time the
whisper of the great philanthropist's
presence had been happily confirmed.
Well" said Mark grimly, when he
had found Kazia in their rooms, you
played audience to good purpose.
Quinby has just informed me, with ex-
clamation points, that you are a charm
ing woman, we'll poised woman. an
unusual woman"
She breathed a sigh of relief. Then
he doesn't suspect"
Hes so sure OF the truth that he
wouldn't believe his own testimony to
the contrary"
What can we do?"
Exactly nothing but accept his in
vitation to travel in his car to Buffalo
and trust to luck. Flattery and sub
missiveness-he would call them har-
mony-are the way into Quinby's good
graces."
But Quinby, when the journey had
begun, made no reference to that party
In the woods. His engaging manners
never, said the envious, so pro-
nounced as In the presence OF a pretty
woman-were displayed In their per-
lection. Even Marks fears were
lulled
At first the philanthropist gave him
self almost wholly to Kazia. He showed
her the splendors OF his car, from the
little kitchen, where her expert ad-
miration brought a grin even TO the
pudgy face of the Japanese cook, unto
the plaster cast of the ichthyosaurus
Quinbyi conspicuously placed at one
side of the library section.
"Truitt tells me, Mrs. Whiting. that
you are a nurse. A beautiful calling!
A fitting sphere for woman-woman,
tender minister to suffering!"
And it pays" Kazia smiled, better
than most woman's work"
But not enough. Have you ever
noticed that the most important serv-
Ices are always the poorest paid.
have often wished" Quinby sighed
that it lay In my power to give every
deserving man and woman the just
reward earned by their service"
"Ah!" breathed Kazia, that would
be something to do"
Quinby bent a benignant smile on
Kazia. Mrs. Whiting. you must leave
me an address. AS 1t happens, / am
trustee, and 1t may be, an influence
In the Todd hospital. Surely the pro
fession of healing offers a woman a
larger-and a better paid-f1eld than
mere individual nursing?"
ITO those who are fitted"
you are modest, Of course. But
am sure l have not judged you toe
generously"
chair at the observation end Of the
car, had the Jap bring magazines and
the latest novel.
She lay back in the chair, smiling
her thanks up to him, as frankly as
If she had not a suspected secret to
brazen out. The philanthropist smiled
back-and the light in his eyes, as
they swept the figure beneath them,
was not philanthropy.
His smile became quizzical. He
leaned over and patted her hand. you
are a plucky woman, my dear. l have
a short memory-sometimes."
He went back to Mark.
"Truitt," he began, does your re.
covered health mean that you are go.
ing back into harness?"
IL don't know" Mark answered
shortly He had witnessed the tableau
Just described.
You must get back. You are needed
Have you kept track of our labor sit.
uation"
No"
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