"All right, at four," she said.

"I'll be here."

He stooped and kissed her, turned and passed
quickly out.

She stood for a moment in the shadows and listened
to the throb of the car until it melted into the roar
of the city's life, her heart beating with a joy so new
it was pain.




CHAPTER VII


A VAIN APPEAL

A week passed on the wings of magic.

Every day at four o'clock the car was waiting at
her door. The drab interior of the school-room had
lost its terror. No annoyance could break the spell
that reigned within. Her patience was inexhaustible,
her temper serene.

Walking with swift step down the Avenue to her home