He handed her the first of the two.
"This reached me this morning." Stella Croyle studied the paper with her heart in her mouth.

But the letters would not be still.
"Oh, what does it mean ?" she cried.
"It offers me service abroad." Stella's face flushed and turned white.

She bent her head over the cablegram.
"At Cairo," she said, with a little gasp of relief.

After all Cairo was not so far.

A week, and one was at Cairo.
"Further south, in the Sudan--Heaven knows where!" "Too far then ?" she suggested.