Then you rest up for the balance of the day, and you show here to-morrow morning about this time.

Do you get it?
The Countess'll let you in.

Tell her I said to, and come over to the office building.

See ?" He tried to tell her his gratitude, but instead he babbled again of how much she was like Tessie Kearns.

They parted at the gate.
With a last wondering scrutiny of him, a last reminder of her very minute directions, she suddenly illumined him with rays of a compassion that was somehow half-laughter.