introductions were over, and the company was leaving the depot, he
managed to steer Dan into collision with a young woman who was standing
nearby. She was carrying a small grip, having evidently arrived on the
same train that brought the minister. It was no joke for anyone into
whom Big Dan bumped, and a look of indignation flashed on the girl's
face. But the indignant look vanished quickly in a smile as the big
fellow stood, hat in hand, offering the most abject apology for what he
called _his_ rudeness.

The Doctor noted a fine face, a strong graceful figure, and an air of
wholesomeness and health that was most refreshing. But he thought that
Dan took more time than was necessary for his apology.

When she had assured the young fellow several times that it was nothing,
she asked: "Can you tell me, please, the way to Dr. Abbott's office?"

Dr. Abbott! The Doctor's own office--Dr. Harry's and his now. He looked
the young woman over curiously, while Dan was saying: "I'm sorry, but I
cannot. I am a stranger here, but my friend--"

The older man interrupted gruffly with the necessary directions and the
information that Dr. Abbott was out of town, and would not be back until
four o'clock. "Will you then direct me to a hotel?" she asked. The Doctor
pointed across the track. Then he got Dan away.

The church ladies, with Charity and her father, were already on their way
back to the place where the bazaar was doing business. Half way down the
block the Doctor and Dan were checked by a crowd. There seemed to be some
excitement ahead. But in the pause, Dan turned to look back toward the
young woman who had arrived in Corinth on the same train that had brought