I need not tell you what they said--it would only sound trivial--but as they talked a bond of sympathy, of mutual interest, seemed gradually to wind itself around them.

They smiled, nodded, looking approvingly at each other; and each felt that feeling of warmth and satisfaction which comes to the heart when instinct whispers, "Make no mistake.

You've found a friend." "But what are you doing here ?" she finally asked.
"Working," he grinned.

"I graduated last year--construction engineer--and this is my second job.

This winter I was down in old Mexico on bridge work--" "You must tell me about it some time," she said, as one of the workmen came to take him away; and driving off in her car she couldn't help thinking with a smile of amusement, "'Woman's natural enemy'-- how silly it sounds in the open air ...!".