reliant. She had a certain beauty of a severe type, but an
harassed expression about her eyes made her appear to be always
frowning. At times, in a hardening of the lower part of her
face, she showed a likeness to her uncle. Like him, in speaking,
also, her manner was positive and decided.

In age the young man who accompanied her was ten years her
senior, but where her difficulties had made her appear older
than she really was, the enthusiasm with which he had thrown
himself against those of his own life, had left him young.

The rise of Winthrop had been swift and spectacular. Almost as
soon as he graduated from the college in the little "up-state"
town where he had been educated, and his family had always
lived, he became the prosecuting attorney of that town, and
later, at Albany, represented the district in the Assembly. From
Albany he entered a law office in New York City, and in the
cause of reform had fought so many good fights that on an
independent ticket, much to his surprise, he had been lifted to
the high position he now held. No more in his manner than in his
appearance did Winthrop suggest the popular conception of his
role. He was not professional, not mysterious. Instead, he was
sane, cheerful, tolerant. It was his philosophy to believe that
the world was innocent until it was proved guilty.

He was a bachelor and, except for two sisters who had married
men of prominence in New York and who moved in a world of
fashion into which he had not penetrated, he was alone.

When the visitors entered, Mr. Hallowell, without rising,