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Graham comfortable, I wish you would come back and sit with him." Lillian put her strong arms around me and led me through the door into the outer hall. "But who is with Miss Draper?" I protested faintly, as we started down the stairs toward the first floor. "Her sister and one of the best trained nurses in the city," Lillian responded. "Besides, Dr. Pettit will go immediately back to her room."

And the beans were only ten cents. We wondered why our fellow-artists cared to dine at sad little tables in their so-called Bohemian restaurants; and we shuddered lest they should seek out our resorts and make them conspicuous with their presence. Pettit wrote many stories, which the editors returned to him.

I was just nervous and sick enough to feel the question keenly. I could not restrain the foolish tears which rolled slowly down my cheeks. Dr. Pettit took his handkerchief and wiped them away. Then he said in almost a whisper: "Poor little girl! How I wish I could bear the pain for you!" My recovery from the attack of tonsilitis, thanks to Dr.

Pettit was in the lead, but Harry Underwood, with powerful strokes, was not far behind him. I concluded that Dr. Pettit had been the swifter runner, but that the other man was the better swimmer. As I saw them coming toward me, I realized that I had given them a challenge which each in his own way would probably take up. I was dismayed. I felt that I could not bear the touch of either man's hand.

"Betty must know them or she wouldn't bring them in unannounced," Lillian murmured, as she rose to her feet, and then the next moment there was framed in the doorway the tall figure of Dr. Pettit. And with him, wonder of wonders! the slight form, the beautiful, wistful, tired face of Katharine Sonnot, whose ambition to go to France as a nurse I had been able to further.

"My dear, what has happened to you?" Katherine exclaimed solicitously. "I received no answer to my letter saying I was coming home, so when I reached New York, I went to Dr. Pettit. He thought you were at Marvin, but when he telephoned out there, Katie said you had had a terrible accident, and that you had left Marvin.

"You sold a story last week," said Pettit, "about a gun fight in an Arizona mining town in which the hero drew his Colt's .45 and shot seven bandits as fast as they came in the door. Now, if a six-shooter could " "Oh, well," said I, "that's different. Arizona is a long way from New York.

"A cad," said Pettit. "They give it to you, and you sell it love, you know. I'd rather sell ploughs for father." "But," I protested, "you are reversing the decision of the world's greatest " "Good-by, Old Hoss," said Pettit. "Critics," I continued. "But say if the Major can use a fairly good salesman and book-keeper down there in the store, let me know, will you?"

But the presiding officer was obeying the orders communicated to him by a gentleman who was even at this moment skimming across the cool waters of Lake Waupegan. It would more fully have satisfied the chairman's sense of humor to have recognized the Honorable Isaac Pettit and have suffered an appeal from the ruling of the chair, which presumably the editor wished to demand.

Pettit queried gravely, almost formally. His question had almost the air of securing a legal right for his entrance into the room. "Oh, yes." "Very well," and he stepped lightly to the side of the bed and stood looking down upon the sick woman. He took out his watch, and I knew he was counting her respirations. Then, with the same impersonal air, he turned to Dicky.