which she did. Rachael saw Gertrude color and look puzzled for a
second, then she laughed scornfully.

"What geese girls are! I never heard anything so silly!" Gertrude
said. Several hours later she told Rachael.

She did not tell her without some hesitation. It was so silly--it
was just like that scatter-brained Katrina, she said. Rachael,
proudly asserting that nothing Katrina said would make any
difference to her, nevertheless urged the confidence.

"Well, it's nothing," Gertrude said at last. "This is what Katrina
said: she said that Warren Gregory had liked Rachael Breckenridge
as well as he liked Rachael Gregory! That was all."

Rachael looked puzzled in turn for a minute. Then she smiled
proudly, and colored.

"But that's not true," she said presently. "For I have never seen
a man change as much since marriage as Warren! It's still a
perfect miracle to him. He says himself that he gets happier and
happier--"

"Oh, Rachael, you're hopeless!" Gertrude laughed, and Rachael
colored again. She flushed whenever she thought of this particular
visit.

Far happier were the days they spent with the Valentines at
Clark's Bar. Rachael loved them all dearly, from little Katharine
to the big quiet doctor; she was not misunderstood nor laughed at