about it, I'd got to come in, too--that it would be mean of me not to. It
wasn't like being preached to. It was somebody calling for help."

Instinctively she held out her hand and he grasped it.

Flossie came up at the same instant. She wanted to introduce him to Miss
Lavery, who had just arrived.

"Hullo!" she said. "Are you two concluding a bargain?"

"Yes," said Joan. "We are founding the League of Youth. You've got to
be in it. We are going to establish branches all round the world."

Flossie's young man was whisked away. Joan, who had seated herself in a
small chair, was alone for a few minutes.

Miss Tolley had chanced upon a Human Document, with the help of which she
was hopeful of starting a "Press Controversy" concerning the morality, or
otherwise, of "Running Waters." The secretary stood just behind her,
taking notes. They had drifted quite close. Joan could not help
overhearing.

"It always seemed to me immoral, the marriage ceremony," the Human
Document was explaining. She was a thin, sallow woman, with an untidy
head and restless eyes that seemed to be always seeking something to look
at and never finding it. "How can we pledge the future? To bind oneself
to live with a man when perhaps we have ceased to care for him; it's
hideous."

Miss Tolley murmured agreement.