When she met him one day coming out of one of the shops in the arcade, wearing a newly bought Homburg hat too small for him, she marched him back with a delicious sense of responsibility and stood over him till he was adequately fitted.

In other aspects he was like a woman in whose shy delicacy she could confide.

She awoke also to a new realization--that of power.

Now, to use power with propriety needs wisdom, and the woman who is wise at five-and-twenty cannot make out at sixty why she has remained an old maid.

The delightful way to use it is that of a babe when he first discovers that a stick hits.