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When Bland was called away from her, she was shown to a place at some distance from Mrs. Kettering's party, and she sat down and looked about with interest. From the smooth lawn and still glowing borders before the old gray house, a meadow ran down to the river that wandered, gleaming, through the valley, and beyond it the brown moors cut against the clear blue sky.
Kettering's point of view and the answer had only to apply to her conception of the beverage. At length Cleo said she was going to take him for a stroll, and he willingly fell in with the idea. But they did not go far, taking possession of a seat as soon as they arrived on the sea-front. They seemed to have nothing to say to each other.
And when eventually the wages due to him had overtaken the amount thus due by him, he should get the weekly balance in cash, or he might then, if he preferred, board and lodge where it pleased him. Morgan was touched by old Kettering's sympathetic comprehension of his needs, but when he sought to give expression to his thanks, the old man would not listen.
Kettering's respect for him and his abilities advanced greatly. He and Mark had never ceased to call him "sir"; and Morgan, on his part, could never cease wondering how such sterling character could exist side by side in the same family with the general instability that characterised the women.
Would she come, he wondered? he asked himself the question anxiously before he dropped the letter into the box. Somehow deep down in his heart he did not think that she would. "I shall never be able to manage it if I live to be a hundred," said Christine despairingly. She leaned back in the padded seat of Kettering's big car and looked up into his face with laughing eyes.
Kettering's," Ethel told him. "But remember that you must stay with us until you make your arrangements. We should find it hard to forgive you if you went to anybody else." "I wouldn't think of it, only that Herbert's the obvious person to entertain me," George replied, though he was a little puzzled by the insistence, and Ethel abruptly began to talk of something else.
Putting what he had learned together, he thought he understood the situation, and it was not a pleasant one, though he was not very indignant with Sylvia. It looked as if she made an unfair use of Lansing's regard for her, unless, in spite of Kettering's opinion, she had until lately been undecided how to choose between them.
"On the contrary," said Morgan, "I am sincerely grateful to you for having said it." Kettering's face beamed, and its benevolent quality grew more marked. "A boy apprentice is supposed to take seven years learning the trade, sir, but we needn't get discouraged about that. A man anxious to learn, with his wits about him " "I am anxious, and I have my wits about me," put in Morgan.
"That can't be allowed to count." "After all," said Ethel thoughtfully, "it's no doubt the proper course." A week later he visited Mrs. Kettering's, and was shown into a room where Sylvia awaited him alone. After the first glance at him, she turned her eyes away. "George," she said, "I'm afraid I've behaved badly. Can you forgive me?" "I think so," he answered with a forced smile.
The old man had enlarged on Morgan's superior culture to the traveller of a great London paper firm himself a man of some education who had for many years been going abroad regularly on the business of his firm, and who as regularly looked in for Kettering's order. This Mr.
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