"Don't you call what he has been
writing, doing anything?"
"Well, it isn't steady. It's too much
in the air."
"e.s," thought Marjorie with
something tugging very hard at her
heart "It is too much in the air, too
high, too fine for you ever to see."
But she said no more. She feared she
might betray herself. She would have
given all, everything, for the love this
girl valued so little.
Marjorie was an orphan and might
have been on the charity of relatives
but for the $10 a week she earned as
a stenographer in the big city. When
her only brother, all she had in the
world, died from injuries in a. foot
ball "rush," she had first met Jerry
Wade. He was her brother's college
chum and he tried to comfort the for
lorn little sister. It was something
besides comfort that came to Mar
jorie, but he went back to college and
she did not let him know. Through
the dishonesty of a relative she lost
what little money had been left her,
and Wade, about the same time, by
his father's failure, found himself
thrown on Jus own resources. He
had always hoped (o write something
worth while. It had been for many
years his dream, and he meant to re
alize it But Helen gave him to un
derstand he must "do something." In
fact, she put him on probation.
Wade called occasionally on Mar
jorie and talked most of the time
about Helen. For the sake of seeing
him for a little while she could bear
to hear the praises of this other girl,
who she was sure did not understand
or care for him as she did. Some
times he brought his last story to
read to her. She was so apprecia
tive, and he began more and more to
value her criticisms. Several times
he made changes she suggested.
Marjorie had been a real student and'
was a constant reader of the best au
thors. She was beginning to put her
knowledge to some use in thinking
and judging values.
Ope evening, in speaking of Helen,
Wade rather jokingly said she had
put him on his mettle, she was makJ
ing him wait.
"I wonder," he said suddenly, "if
she thinks I will ever win out"
"If she really loved you she would"'
know you would win." '
The pent-up dam had burst its
bounds. She could stand the repres
sion of herself no longer. She went
on with a vehemence of which he
had never believed her capable.
"I tell you the woman who under
stands a man as she ought to if she
really loves him will know what he
can do.v She will be sure he will
He looked at her wonderingly.
"What an inspiration you would be
to a man," he said. "I think you
would make him do it."
He went away 'ithout another
word. She would not have thought
it strange" if he had not come again.
A man in lave does not care to hear
criticisms of his fiancee. But he did
come, and she carefully refrained
from any further outbursts. Almost
always he brought new stories to
read to her, and things went on much
as they had done before. One even
ing he told her some great, good
news. Two stories had been accept
ed. One of the editors had sent for
him. He had been, asked fdr more
and he was going to put up his price.
Marjorie rejoiced with him and they
went out and had a little supper. The
next news he brought was that he'
had been offered a reader's position
at one of the publishing- houses.
Marjorie advised him not to take it,
as it would take all his time from his
"But Helen has advised me to take
it," he answered.
She said nothing, but looked unut
She did not see him again for two
weeks. He seemed to have a good
deal on his mind. Then he told her
he had released Helen from the engagement
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