pon her
shall not again lack a voice....

And later, much later, when the tall young man limped back to his
desolate office, he did not at once go to bed, though the small hours
then were fast growing. Six weeks, and more, he had to write his
articles in: but there was that in him now which would not be denied. He
sat again at his old secretary, a cheap pad before him, and the words
that ran from his stub of a pencil were words winged with fire....

* * * * *

If this was a compact offered, it seemed that it had been sealed in high
places. Next morning, which was the morning of September 4th, Miss
Masters came smiling to the Garland breakfast-table; and all that day,
for the first time in seven weeks, Kern's temperature did not move above
103. On the morning following, it slipped down another half-degree; on
the third, the same; and on the fourth morning there existed no
reasonable doubt that she was going to get well.

But V. Vivian, the doctor, was not one to forget his mistakes in
thanksgiving, merely because the consequences had been lifted from his
shoulders. If he had failed once to provide for his little friend, there
should never be any trouble on that score again. So he made it all sure
and definite now, by the legal-sounding paper he drew up; and Henry
Bloom, the undertaker on the next block, who was also a notary public,
came in and certified the signature. And he too declined his fee for his
trouble, to the wealthy young testator's perceptible annoyance....

That was on September 12th. And next day it was that the morning "Post"
informed all readers that Mrs. B. Thornton Heth and Miss Heth, having
just returned from a summer's travel in Europe, had arrived in the city,
and were again at their town-house, No. 903 Washington Street.

XXIII

One Summer in Europe, which she never speaks of now; Home
again, with what a difference; Novel Questionings, as to what
is a Friend, etc.

It was life's waggish way that the project conceived in the obscure
dreams of an out-at-elbows young man, and born a foundling upon his
money, should have been adopted at sight as the spoiled darling of
fashion's ultra-fashionable. Undoubtedly, astute Mr. Dayne had had
somewhat to do with this, he who so well understood the connection
between social prestige and the obtainment of endowment funds. But
whatever the underlying causes and processes, it was plain that the
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