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ing press reports OF the mighty
victory.
"It's what she has always
dreamed Of" said the old man
weakly. And she has you to
thank for it-Doctor."
Elise was to arrive home that
evening at 8. Her grandfather
watched the clock, impatient to
hear her story from her own lips.
Clara stayed with him while Nat
went to the train.
AS she descended from the steps
of the Pullman to the old wooden
platform, it was quite evident that
something epochal had happened
to Elise. She had realized her
possibilities; had gliinpsed her
destiny. She had gone up to the
city a half-frightened girl, and
had returned a self possessed
woman, calmly conscious of her
new estate. From now on, hence
forward-her manner Said-she
was insured. Parker was delighted.
And I've promised to sing at
Trinity Cathedral on Easter. It's
a male choir, of course, but I'm
to sing a solo on Easter morning,
and I'm to be Mrs. Sinclair'S
house guest. Isn't that marvellous,
Nat?"
He tried to keep pace with her
enthusiasm. Privately he was
browsing among the memories he
cherished of the most important
woman he had ever known and
her recurrent illusions to Trinity
Cathedral. She had wanted him
to go there, some day, and see
for himself. She had hoped he
would meet her Dean Harcourt.
How strangely ones life seemed
to proceed on definite orbit, as
if predetermined from without!
For a fleeting moment he toyed
with an idea that would have
seemed absurd year ago. Was
it possible that all the bother he
had given himself, these past few
weeks, in EliSe'S behalf was for
the purpose of driving him-Willy-
nilly-into the presence Of the
great Harcourt? .. Ridiculous!
You'll go, won't you, Nat?"
Elise was insisting.
"Go?" His voice came back
from a long distance.
"On Easter-to hear me sing
at Trinity Catht dral. Promise!"
"Yes," he answered soberly.
CHAPTER VIII
Sonia, happily weary after a
long Saturdays profitable toll in
her small but elegant Partisan
shop, had felt justified in the un-
accustomed extravaganza of a
taxi, telephoning home immedi-
ately before taking it. Unlocking
her apartment door, he smiled,
shifted appreciatively, and fol-
lowed the aromatic trail OF q
sizzling steak.
Phyllis, dear, "she chided,
you're much too tired to be doing
that. We should have gone out.
But now you're at it, 1 certainly
am glad. I'm tired as a cart
horse and hungry as a wolf"
so am I. 1t will be ready in
five minutes"
The intimate friendship Of the
two had become firmly established
almost Immediately upon their
chance meeting at Trinity Cathe-
dral more than four months ago.
Sonia, momentarily serving as
Dean Harcourt's secretary" had
met the charming stranger in the
reception parlor. After a minutes
friendly talk, she had returned to
the Dean, saying, "A very lovely
girl, cultured, in her early twen-
ties, wants me to tell you that
Phyllis is here. Perhaps you will
know"
"Yes-I do," replied the dean,
quietly. Bring her in-and after
about 20 minutes, come back"
Phyllis, quite calm and Self-poS-
sessed, had followed along until
they reached the familiar library
NOO1 WIllC4l DIG 1ldO oO OlGCll CI1-
tered with her mother. Entirely
unaware of the tender relation
ship between the attractive caller
and Dean Harcourt, Sonia had
opened the door expecting the
girl to enter rather diffidently. So
completely taken by surprise that
she stood for a moment unable
to turn away, Sonia heard little
cry of mingled sorrow and relief,
and had a fleeting glimpse of
PhylliS-her Well-disciplined re-
serve utterly tossed aSide-aS she
rushed across the room like a
frightened child running to her
mothers arms.
Obedient to instructions, Sonia
returned after a while. Phyllis had
drawn up a chair very close be-
side Dean Harcourt's and had re-
gained her composure, though 1t
was evident that she had given
way to her grief.
ITO Be COntinued)
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