the treadle and steering the machine across to them. "Is it not a
beautiful morning?"

"Lovely," answered the Doctor. "You seem to be very busy."

"I am very busy." She pointed to the colored paper which still fluttered
from the railing. "We have been pushing our propaganda, you see.
Charles and I have been at it since seven o'clock. It is about our
meeting. I wish it to be a great success. See!" She smoothed out one
of the bills, and the Doctor read his own name in great black letters
across the bottom.

"We don't forget our chairman, you see. Everybody is coming. Those two
dear little old maids opposite, the Williamses, held out for some time;
but I have their promise now. Admiral, I am sure that you wish us
well."

"Hum! I wish you no harm, ma'am."

"You will come on the platform?"

"I'll be---- No, I don't think I can do that."

"To our meeting, then?"

"No, ma'am; I don't go out after dinner."

"Oh yes, you will come. I will call in if I may, and chat it over with
you when you come home. We have not breakfasted yet. Goodbye!" There
was a whir of wheels, and the yellow cloud rolled away down the road