As he stood there, again blaming himself for his impetuous breach of society etiquette in almost preaching on such an occasion, Mr.Winter came in and said: "It does not seem possible that such a state of affairs exists as you describe, Mr.Strong.Are you sure you do not exaggerate ?" "Exaggerate! Mr.Winter, you have pardoned my little sermon here to-night, I know.

It was forced on me.

But----" He choked, and then with an energy that was all the stronger for being repressed, he said, turning full toward the mill-owner, "Mr.Winter, will you go with me and look at things for yourself?
In the name of Christ will you see what humanity is sinning and suffering not more than a mile from this home of yours ?" Mr.Winter hesitated and then said: "Yes, I'll go.

When ?" "Say to-morrow night.

Come down to my house early and we will start from there." Mr.Winter agreed, and when Philip went home he glowed with hope.