till in the city?"
"Oh, yes," he replied. "I used to see your name in the papers, often.
And I have followed your career with great interest. But--you moved in
a circle--from which I--well, it was hardly possible for me to come to
see you, you know--"
"It was!" exclaimed the girl. "But, never mind, you are coming now.
Here," drawing a card from her bag, "this is the address of Madam
Beaubien. Will you come there to-morrow afternoon, at two, and talk
with me?"
He looked at the card which she thrust into his hand, and then at the
richly-gowned girl before him. He seemed to be in a dream. But he
nodded his head slowly.
"Tell me," she whispered, "how is Sister Katie?"
Ah, if the girl could have known how that great-hearted old soul had
mourned her "little bairn" these many months.
"I will go to see her," said Carmen. "But first you will come to me
to-morrow." She beamed upon him as she clasped his hands again. Then
she entered the car, and sat waving her hand back at him as long as he
could see her.
It would be difficult to say which of the two, Miss Wall or Father
Waite, was the more startled by this abrupt and lively _rencontre_.
But to Carmen, as she sat back in the car absorbed in thought, it had
been a perfectly natural meeting between two warm friends. Suddenly
the girl turned to the woman. "You haven't anything but money, and
fine clothes, and automobiles, and jewels, you think. And you want
something better. Do you know? I know what it is you want."
"What is it?" asked the wondering woman, marveling at this strange
girl who went about embracing people so promiscuously.
"Love."
The woman's lip trembled slightly when she heard this, but she did not
reply.
"And I'm going to love you," the girl continued. "Oh, so much! You're
tired of society gabble and gossip; you're tired of spending on
yourself the money you never earned; you're not a bit of use to
anybody, are you? But you want to be. You're a sort of tragedy, aren't
you? Oh, I know. There are just lots of them in high society, just as
weary as you. They haven't anything but money. And they lack the very
greatest thing in all of life, the very thing that no amount of money
will buy, just love! But, do you know? they don't realize that, in
order to get, they must give. In order to be loved, they must
themselves love. Now you start right in and love the whole world, love
everybody, big and little. And, as you love people, try to see only
the
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