An urgent committee meeting was held, and Mr.Bullsom at once called attention to an excellent little speech of Kingston Brooks' at a ward meeting on the previous night.

In an hour he was closeted with the young lawyer, and the affair was settled.

Brooks knew that henceforth the material side of his career would be comparatively easy sailing.
He had accepted his good fortune with something of the same cheerful philosophy with which he had seen difficulty loom up in his path a few months ago.

But to-night, on his way home from Mr.Bullsom's suburban residence, a different mood possessed him.

Usually a self-contained and somewhat gravely minded person, to-night the blood went tingling through his veins with a new and unaccustomed warmth.