into Papa Yawcob's suit shop," and the East
Side girl sighed dolefully.

"Let's go see the shop you want," suggested Helen.

"Oh, dear! It don't do no good," said Sadie. "But I often go out of my way
to take a peek at it."

They went a little farther uptown and Helen was shown the tiny little
store which Sadie had picked out as just the situation for a millinery
shop.

"Ye see, there's other stores all around; but no millinery. Women come
here to buy other things, and if I had that little winder full of tasty
hats--Chee! wouldn't it pull 'em in?"

They stood there some minutes, while the young East Side girl, so wise in
the ways of earning a living, so sharp of apprehension in most things,
told her whole heart to the girl who had never had to worry about money
matters at all--told it with no suspicion that My Lady Bountiful stood by
her side.

She pointed out to Helen just where she would have her little counter, and
the glass-fronted wall cases for the trimmed hats, and the deep drawers
for "shapes," and the little case in which to show the flowers and
buckles, and the chair and table and mirror for the particular customers
to sit at while they were being fitted.

"And I'd take that hunchback girl--Rosie Seldt--away from the millinery
store on my block--she _hates_ to work on the sidewalk the way they make
her--she could help me lots. Rosie is a smart girl with some ideas of her
own. And I'd curtain off the end of the store down there for a workroom,
and for stock--Chee, but I'd make this place look swell!"

Helen, who had noted the name and address of the rental agent on the card
in the window, cut her visit with Sadie short, so afraid was she that she
would be tempted to tell her friend of the good fortune that was going to
overtake her. For the girl from Sunset Ranch knew just what she was going
to do.

Dud Stone had given her the address of the law firm where he was to be
found, and the very next morning she went to the offices of Larribee &
Polk and saw Dud. In his hands she put a sum of money and told him what
she wished done. But when Dud learned that the girl had the better part of
eight hundred dollars in cash with her, he took her to a bank and made her
open an account at once.

"Where do you think you are--still in the wild and woolly West where
pretty near everybody you meet is honest?" demanded Dud. "You ought to be
shaken! That money here in the big city is a temptation to half the people
you