Jew. And he fell in love with a girl who was of noble family--a
princess, I think.''

``Princess doesn't mean much in Russia,'' said Jane sourly.

``Anyhow, they ran away to this country. And he worked in the
rolling mill here--and they both died-- and Selma became a
factory girl--and then took to writing for the New Day--that's
Victor Dorn's paper, you know.''

``How romantic,'' said Jane sarcastically. ``And now Victor
Dorn's in love with her?''

``I didn't say that,'' replied Martha, with a scandal-
smile.

Jane Hastings went to the window and gazed out into the garden.
Martha resumed her habitual warm day existence--sat rocking
gently and fanning herself and looking leisurely about the room.
Presently she said:

``Jane, why don't you marry Davy Hull?''

No answer.

``He's got an independent income--so there's no question of his
marrying for money. And there isn't any family anywhere that's
better than his--mighty few as good. And he's DEAD in love with
you, Jen.''