Mrs.Le Geyt, in a pretty cloth dress, neatly tailor-made, rose to meet us, beaming the vapid smile of the perfect hostess--that impartial smile which falls, like the rain from Heaven, on good and bad indifferently.

"SO charmed to see you again, Dr.Cumberledge!" she bubbled out, with a cheerful air--she was always cheerful, mechanically cheerful, from a sense of duty.

"It IS such a pleasure to meet dear Hugo's old friends! AND Miss Wade, too; how delightful! You look so well, Miss Wade! Oh, you're both at St.Nathaniel's now, aren't you?
So you can come together.

What a privilege for you, Dr.Cumberledge, to have such a clever assistant--or, rather, fellow-worker.

It must be a great life, yours, Miss Wade; such a sphere of usefulness! If we can only feel we are DOING GOOD--that is the main matter.