e pays in every week?
There's lots like Alice. She's not bad isn't Alice, she's a good girl
and a good-hearted girl; I will say that for her, but she's shallow, say
what you like she's shallow, she's got no thought and she's wild for
pleasure, and sometimes it seems to me that that's as bad as being bad
for all the good it does to anyone else in the world, and so I tell her.
But of course she hasn't seen things as I've seen them and doesn't feel
as I do about all these things...."

Thus Susan.

Her discourse so puzzled Lady Harman that she bethought herself of Mr.
Brumley and called in his only too readily accorded advice. She asked
him to tea on a day when she knew unofficially that Sir Isaac would be
away, she showed him the plans and sketched their probable development.
Then with that charming confidence of hers in his knowledge and ability
she put her doubts and fears before him. What did he really think of
these places? What did he think of Susan Burnet's idea of ruined
lodging-house keepers? "I used to think our stores were good things,"
she said. "Is this likely to be a good thing at all?"

Mr. Brumley said "Um" a great number of times and realized that he was a
humbug. He fenced with her and affected sagacity for a time and suddenly
he threw down his defences and confessed he knew as little of the
business as she did. "But I see it is a complex question and--it's an
interesting one too. May I enquire into it for you? I think I might be
able to hunt up a few particulars...."

He went away in a glow of resolution.

Georgina was about the only intimate who regarded the new development
without misgiving.

"You think you're going to do all sorts of things with these Hostels,
Ella," she said, "but as a matter of fact they're bound to become just
exactly what we've always wanted."

"And what may that be?" asked Mrs. Sawbridge over her macrame work.

"Strongholds for a garrison of suffragettes," said Georgina with the
light of the Great Insane Movement in her eyes and a ringing note in
her voice. "Fort Chabrols for women."

Sec.6

For some months in a negative and occasionally almost negligent fashion
Mr. Brumley had been living up to his impassioned resolve to be an
unselfish lover of Lady Harman. He had been rather at loose ends
intellectually, deprived of his old assumptions and habitual attitudes
and rather chaotic in the matter of his new convictions. He had given
most of his productive hours to the