Sadie remembered Keller's pride in the machine and how he had bought it, to amuse the boys, after hearing an electric organ in a Montreal restaurant.

Yet she knew her craving for society must be gratified at such places as this; a rare visit to the settlement was the only change from monotonous toil.
When she offered her meal-ticket at the desk the clerk shook his head.
"You don't need to open your wallet in this house.

The boss left word he'd be glad to see you at the store." Sadie, who had meant to see the proprietor, complied, and found him and his wife in the back office, where she and Bob had often sat.

The woman gave Sadie a friendly smile.
"I hope they served you well.

When you're in town we want you to use the house like it still belonged to you." Sadie made a suitable reply.