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smiled and tools up her work again.
When at last her employer returned
she was as demure and tranquil as
he had always known her to be.
James Martyn was not very old for
a millionaire. In fact, he was barely
40, though his serious demeanor gave
him the appearance of an older man.
He had sometimes wondered whether
his interest in ln secretary was pure
ly altruistid. He had introduced her
to his mother, and Miss Summers was
a frequent guest at the beautiful
house on Conectlcut avenue which he
had built for her. It was said that
the seriousness of his outlook upon
life was the reason why he had never
married He had never found a wom
an with the qualities of soul he
Miss Summers had been Invited to
his mother's house that night. Long
ago James Martyn had told'thegen
tle old lady of her criminal past And
to his amazement his mother, who
had always disapproved of his socio
logical experiment, did not turn a
"You see, James," sne naa saia.a,
sweet girl like that must necessarily
have been the victim of-i circum
stances." But James Martyn had wondered
what his mother wouldsay when he
told her that he intended to ask Edna
Summers to become M3 wife.
For he had been growing jncreaa
ingly conscious that she was the one
woman in the world for hhn. She
had entered into all his plans with
such alacrity, her sympathy and
charity were overowing for the poor
social victims whom he was redeem
ing. And he knew that the girl was
by h'o means indifferent to him.
And so he asked her that evening
on the way home. Edna, startled andf
yet flattered, faltered. SHe could not
"Will you take time to" think it
over? he asked.
"Oh, yes," she answered, tknldly.
That was all. But it was an embar
rassing evening. However, the em
barrassment was nothing to that of
the next morning, when the Sunday
papers were opened.
For accounts of the visit of the
committee filled the front pages. His
petty secretary, as Miss Edna was
openly labeled, was called "the worst
woman in Boston." Her photograph
was 'displayed in proximity with
Janres Martyn's. '
Miss Summers was not yet down.
Hastily mother and son scanned the
"One of those confounded sociolo
gists must have been a reporter!"
growled the millionaire. "I am so
sorry for the girl, mother, and more
for you." '
"Why for me, James?" inquired the
old lady quietly.
Rich man that he was and dictator
in his office, James Martyn felt like'a
small boy before the glance of those
mild blue eyes.
"Because I mean to ask her to he
my wife," he answered. "In fact" I
have asked her already, and she is to
let me know shortly."
"If she accepts you, James, it will
be the best thing that could happen to
you," answered the old lady. '
"Mother! You aren't ashamed of
"Not a bit. It will make a man of
you, James," she returned peremp
torily. And her look was fca suave
and piercing "that the millionaire was.
utterly at a loss.
They hid the papers and a dreary
day followed. Tod embarrassed to
speak much to Miss Edna, James
Martyn skulked like a schoolboy In
his library until late in the afternoon'.
Once, emerging, he saw Miss Sum
mers poring over a newspaper which
Blie had purchased that morning. She
He went up to her. "I am so sor
ry," he said.
"Ne"ver mind, Mr. Martyn," an
swered the girl.
"But I never dreamed that the
facts would get into the newspapers,"
he went on remorsefully. "I "
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