But, once he let his good sense get the upper hand--He helps me now far more than I help him." "Has he consented to let them give him a salary yet ?" asked Adelaide, not because she was interested, but because she desperately felt that the conversation must be kept alive.

Perhaps Ross was even now on his way to Saint X.
"He still gets what he fixed on at first--ten dollars a week more than the foreman." "Honestly, Madelene," said Adelaide, in a flush and flash of irritation, "don't you think that's absurd?
With the responsibility of the whole business on his shoulders, you know he ought to have more than a common workman." "In the first place you must not forget that everyone is paid very high wages at the university works now." "And he's the cause of that--of the mills doing so well," said Del.

She could see Ross entering the gates--at the house--inquiring--What was she talking to Madelene about?
Yes, about Arthur and the mills.

"Even the men that criticise him--Arthur, I mean--most severely for 'sowing discontent in the working class,' as they call it," she went on, "concede that he has wonderful business ability.

So he ought to have a huge salary." "No doubt he earns it," replied Madelene.