"Yes." She gave a hurried glance at the door behind her, and ran quickly
down to the lowest step. "Dr. Kemp," said she, a little breathlessly, "I
have wished for some time to ask you to let me know when you have any cases
that require assistance outside of a physician's, --such as my father or I
might lend. You must have a broad field for such opportunities. Will you
think of me then, please?"

"I will," he replied, looking with amused pleasure at her flushed face.
"Going in for philanthropy, Miss Levice?"

"No; going out for it, thank you;" and she put her hand into his
outstretched one. She watched him step into his carriage; he turned and
raised his hat again, --a trifling circumstance that Ruth dwelt upon with
pleasure; a second glance always presupposes an interested first.

He did not fail to keep his promise; and once on the lookout for "cases"
herself, Ruth soon found enough irons in the fire to occupy her spare
moments.

Mrs. Levice, however, insisted upon her resuming her place in society.

"A young girl must not withdraw herself from her sphere, or people will
either consider her eccentric or will forget her entirely. Don't be
unreasonable, Ruth; there is no reason why you should not enjoy every
function in our circle, and Louis is always happy to take you. When he
asked you if you would go with him to the Art Exhibition on Friday night, I
heard you say you did not know. Now why?"

"Oh, that?" I never gave it a second's thought. I promised Father to go
with him in the afternoon; I did not consider it worth an explanation."