She is true as steel." "You are right," I answered.

"That shows that you, too, are a judge of character." He hesitated.

"I feel a brute," he cried, "to go on writing every day to Sissie Montague--and yet calling every day to see Miss Tepping.

But still--I do it." I grasped his hand.

"My dear fellow," I said, "nearly ninety per cent.
of men, after all--are human!" I took both letter and photograph back with me to Nathaniel's.