But, Mr.
Worthington, I am in trouble again." Linda looked so distressed that the banker pushed a chair to the table's side for her, and when she had seated herself, he said quietly: "Tell me all about it, Linda.

We must get life straightened out as best we can." "I think I must tell you all about it," said Linda, "because I know just enough about banking to know that I have a proposition that I don't know how to handle.

Are bankers like father confessors and doctors and lawyers ?" "I think they are even more so," laughed Mr.Worthington.

"Perhaps the father confessor takes precedence, otherwise I believe people are quite as much interested in their financial secrets as in anything else in all this world.

Have you a financial secret ?" "Yes," said Linda, "I have what is to me a big secret, and I don't in the least know how to handle it, so right away I thought about you and that you would be the one to tell me what I could do." "Go ahead," said Mr.Worthington kindly.