There was something in her face from which even Aaron could scarcely remove his eyes.
"I must go," she declared.

"We are busy here, and so many of the girls are away--down with the heat, I suppose.

Thank you for coming, Aaron." "I would like," he answered, "to walk the streets of London one by one, and stand at the corners and shout to the passers-by that Maraton has come.

Only I wonder if they would understand.

I wonder!" He passed out into the street and the girl returned to her work.