efreshed on Monday.

In the crowded elevator, when March was gone, Barbara heard Mrs. Fair
say to her husband,

"You must know men here whom it would be good for him to see; why don't
you offer to----" Mrs. Fair ceased and there was no response, except
that Barbara said, behind her smiling lips,

"It's because he's in bad hands, and still I have not warned him!"

March did not see them again that day. In the evening, two men, friends,
sitting in the hotel's rotunda, were conjecturing who yonder guest might
be to whose inquiries the clerk was so promptly attentive.

"He's a Southerner, that's plain; and a gentleman, that's just as
certain."

"Yes, if he were not both he would not be so perfectly at home in
exactly the right clothes and yet look as if he had spent most of his
life in swimming."

"He hasn't got exactly the right overcoat; it's too light and thin."

"No, but that's the crowning proof that he's a Southerner." It was John.

They hearkened to the clerk. "He's just gone to the theatre, Mr. March,
he and both ladies. He was asking for you. I think he wanted you to go."

"I reckon not," said John, abstractedly, and in his fancy saw Miss
Garnet explaining to her friends, with a restrained smile, that in Suez
to join the church was to abjure the theatre. But another clerk spoke:

"Mr. March, did you--here's a note for you."

The clerk knew it was from Miss Garnet, and was chagrined to see John,
after once reading it, dreamily tear it up and drop it to the floor.
Still it increased his respect for the young millionaire--Mr. March,
that is. It was as if he had lighted his cigar with a ten-dollar bill.

John wrote his answer upstairs, taking a good deal of time and pains to
give it an air of dash and haste, and accepting, with cordial thanks,
Mr. and Mrs. Fair's cordial invitation to go with them (and Miss Garnet,
writing at their request) next day to church. Which in its right time he
did.

On his way back to the hotel with Miss Garnet after service, John was
nothing less than pained--though he took care not to let her know it--to
find how far astray she was as to some of the fundamental doctrines of
Christianity. For fear she might find out his distress, he took his
midday meal alone. And indeed, Miss Garnet may have had her suspicions,
for over their ice-cream and coffee she said amusedly to Mrs. Fair, and
evidently in reference to him,

"I am afraid it was only the slightness of our acquaintance t