it you'll go and do something to spoil it,"
she protested, impatiently. "A woman knows about such matters better
than a man does. I will write to you at the State House. Now be
patient!"

"I'll be going before you preach any more patience to me," he said,
sourly. "I might be provoked into saying something you won't like."

After he had gone she rose and touched up her cheeks.

"The fool! They are all alike," she muttered, viciously. "They pay. They
never forget they have paid. Then they stand with their hand out--and
just remember that they have paid. I am glad I bought this novel," she
added, taking the book from the couch and settling herself to read. "The
woman who wrote it must have known human nature. If the plan worked in
the case of the girl she writes about it ought to work in the case of
Kate. If it doesn't it will be his fault because he has hurried me so. A
poor, persecuted woman can't do everything."

And she applied herself to her recently discovered manual of procedure
in the case of stubbornness in a maid.

XVI

FARR HAS A VISION AND CLOSES HIS LIPS

Walker Farr put aside papers upon which he had been working since he had
eaten his modest supper, and pulled on his coat and went forth into
the evening. He strolled up one of the streets in the Eleventh Ward of
Marion, manifestly glad to be out among the people.

He stopped at the curb and hailed the driver of a truck-wagon which was
loaded down with kegs and jugs.

"Marston," he said, when the driver halted, "it's good to see the noble
work going on."

"Yes, and now that the babies aren't dying off so fast old Dodd's
newspapers are claiming that the new filtering-plant is doing all the
good, sir."

"Well, it shows that our work is worth while if they're claiming it,
Marston. But we'll wake up the folks all in good time. Do what we can
for first aid, that's the idea! The people are waking up to what we're
doing. And they are waking up in other places. I took a little run up
state last week. Five other cities are going to try this co-operative
scheme of getting good water to the poor folks until something better
can be done."

"You've got a head on you," commended the driver. "It's a little tough
on tired horses to work at this after a day's trudging on regular
business, but my nags seem to understand what it's all about--honest
they do. I have hauled five hundred gallons this week. But I'd like
to haul old Dodd up to Coosett Lake and dr