ner, slipped on a patch of icy snow
and fell plump upon, the sidewalk.
Chandler assisted her to her feet
with instant and solicitous courtesy.
The girl hobbled to the wall of the
building, leaning against it, and
thanked him demurely.
"I think my ankle is strained," she
Said. "It twisted when I fell."
"Does it pain you very much?" in
"Only "when I rest my weight upon
it. I think I will be able to walk in
a. minute or two."
"If I can be of any further service,"
suggested the young man, "I will call
a cab, or "
"Thank you," said the girl, softly'
but heartily. "I am sure you need
not trouble yourself any further. It
"My Dear Miss Marian," He Exclaimed, "Work! Think of Dressing Eve,ry
Day for. Dinneror,Making Half a Dozen Calls, jn. an AfternoonlV
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