She looked at him curiously.

"Then I don't feel so badly, now that I know my idea was not incipient
insanity," she said, smiling. "I've quite made up my mind to send
back to Kentucky for my forgotten church-letter. I've seen all
fashionable society in New York can offer and I am weary of its
vacuity. I've been disillusioned of a girl's silly dreams, but
there are some beautiful ones in my heart I've held. I can't tell
you how your church and work have thrilled and interested me.
I have never heard such sermons and prayers as yours. You give to
the old faiths new and beautiful meaning. Every word you have spoken
has seemed to me a divine call."

"And you cannot know how cheering such a message is to me to-night,"
he thoughtfully replied, studying her carefully.

"I never could summon courage to come up and speak to you before,
but your sermon this morning swept me off my feet. It was so simple,
so heartfelt, so sincere, and yet so close in its touch of life,
I felt that you had opened your very soul for me to see my own in
its experiences. It will be a turning point in my life."

She spoke with a quiet seriousness, and Gordon felt that he had
never seen a face of such exquisite grace.

With a promise that he would call to see her within the week, she
left.

He stood for a moment gazing at her name, "Miss Kate Ransom," on