And, Ethel, do not deify the singer on the avenue.

He will not turn out, like the singer by the portico, to be a god; be sure of that." The door closed before she could answer, and both women remained silent a few minutes.

Then Ethel went to the window, and Ruth asked if she was going to Dora's.
"Yes," was the answer, but without interest.
"You are tired with all this shopping and worry ?" "It is not only that I am tired, I am troubled about Fred Mostyn." "Why ?" "I do not know why.

It is only a vague unrest as yet.

But one thing I know, I shall oppose anything like Fred making himself intimate with Dora." "I think you will do wisely in that." But in a week Ethel realized that in opposing a lover like Fred Mostyn she had a task beyond her ability.