n to me at any other time than the one he chose, I could easily
have persuaded myself that I loved him. But not now."

Again Rachel paused suddenly, and when she looked up at Virginia
again there were tears on her face. Virginia came to her and put her
arm about her tenderly.

When Rachel had left the house, Virginia sat in the hall thinking
over the confidence her friend had just shown her. There was
something still to be told, Virginia felt sure from Rachel's manner,
but she did not feel hurt that Rachel had kept back something. She
was simply conscious of more on Rachel's mind than she had revealed.

Very soon Rollin came back, and he and Virginia, arm in arm as they
had lately been in the habit of doing, walked up and down the long
hall. It was easy for their talk to settle finally upon Rachel
because of the place she was to occupy in the plans which were being
made for the purchase of property at the Rectangle.

"Did you ever know of a girl of such really gifted powers in vocal
music who was willing to give her life to the people as Rachel is
going to do? She is going to give music lessons in the city, have
private pupils to make her living, and then give the people in the
Rectangle the benefit of her culture and her voice."

"It is certainly a very good example of self-sacrifice," replied
Rollin a little stiffly.

Virginia looked at him a little sharply. "But don't you think it is
a very unusual example? Can you imagine--" here Virginia named half
a dozen famous opera singers--"doing anything of this sort?"

"No, I cannot," Rollin answered briefly. "Neither can I imagine
Miss--" he spoke the name of the girl with the red parasol who had
begged Virginia to take the girls to the Rectangle--"doing what you
are doing, Virginia."

"Any more than I can imagine Mr.--" Virginia spoke the name of a
young society leader "going about to the clubs doing your work,
Rollin." The two walked on in silence for the length of the hall.

"Coming back to Rachel," began Virginia, "Rollin, why do you treat
her with such a distinct, precise manner? I think, Rollin--pardon me
if I hurt you--that she is annoyed by it. You need to be on easy
terms. I don't think Rachel likes this change."

Rollin suddenly stopped. He seemed deeply agitated. He took his arm
from Virginia's and walked alone to the end of the hall. Then he
returned, with his hands behind him, and stopped near his sister and
said, "Virginia, have you not learned my