he Impressions of a Candy Man,' or 'Life as Seen from a Candy Wagon.'
It will be new."

"Thanks for the suggestion, I'll consider it. But for the chance that
made me a Candy Man I should have missed a great deal--for one thing, a
realisation of the opportunity that awaits the Fairy Godmother Society."

"But Tim will soon be about again," said Margaret Elizabeth.

"Then I must look out for another job; but your remark implies some
further knowledge of Tim. I was not aware I had mentioned his name
even."

Miss Bentley bit her lip, then decided to smile frankly. "I met Tim
the other day," she said. "My cousin, Dr. Vandegrift, often visits St.
Mary's, and I sometimes go with her. Tim is a nice boy, and full of
praises for the kind gentleman who has done so much for him."

"And also, let me add, for the lovely young lady who gave him a red
rose, and----"

Margaret Elizabeth laughed. There was no getting ahead of this Candy
Man. Had he known all along, or had he just guessed? "I see a light at
last," she said, rising. "I must go, or they will be wondering what has
become of me." ...

"Yes, I know it was my afternoon in," said Uncle Bob plaintively, while
Margaret Elizabeth made toast at the grate and Dr. Prue set the table.
"I merely ran over to the drug store for a second, but Barlow was there
and I got to talking."

"It is quite unnecessary to explain, but I do wish, father, you would
refrain from speaking as if you were required to stay in. It was your
own proposition to let Nancy go. I could have made other arrangements."
Dr. Prue was aggrieved. There was no telling how many telephone calls
had been unanswered.

Margaret Elizabeth laughed. "You are absolutely untrustworthy, Uncle
Bob. Hereafter I shall carry a latch key."

"By the way, who was that young man who brought you home?" the doctor
asked.

"His name is Reynolds. He is a stranger here. I have met him once or
twice." This casual explanation was accompanied by side glances which
indicated to Uncle Bob that there was more in it than appeared on the
surface.

Margaret Elizabeth had been extremely reserved upon the subject of the
Candy Man. Uncle Bob had not heard a word of it till now, when, beside
the Little Red Chimney hearth, supper having been cleared away, and Dr.
Prue resting with a book on the office lounge, she told him the whole
story.

"You don't say so! That beats anything I ever heard. Well, I said it
would come out all right, didn't I?"