disappointment, but I answered lightly, "If I were, would I be one
among many victims?"

"I'm sure I don't know," she replied, with her slight characteristic
shrug, which also intimated that she didn't care.

"Miss Warren, I suppose, is a relative who is visiting you?"

"Oh, no, she is only a music teacher who is boarding with us. Mother
usually takes two or three boarders through the summer months, that is
if they are willing to put up with our ways."

"I suppose it's correct to quote Scripture on Sunday afternoon. I'm
sure your mother's ways are those of pleasantness and peace. Do you
think she would take me as a boarder?"

"I fear she'll think you would want too much city style."

"That is just what I wish to escape from."

"I think city style is splendid."

"Why?"

"Oh, the city is gay and full of life and people. I once took walks
down Fifth Avenue when making a visit in town, and I would be
perfectly happy if I could do so every day."

"Perfectly happy? I wish I knew of something that would make me
perfectly happy. Pardon me, I am only a business man, and can't be