e nothing better than to help you in such a work,
but I have been away from home so long that I feel it imperative to
resume my business duties at an early day."

"I think you ought," said Alice. "I could not presume to trespass upon
your kindness and good nature to such an extent. The idea of writing
this book has grown very pleasing to me, but I can wait until--" She
stopped speaking and placed both of her hands over her eyes. "I can
wait," she repeated, "until my eyes are better."

"Will you allow me to make a suggestion, Miss Pettengill?"

Alice smiled and nodded. "You are my literary as well as my financial
adviser," said she.

"It will no doubt appear quite an undertaking to you," continued Quincy,
"but I shall be very glad to help you. My plan is to secure a lady who
reads well and can write a good hand to assist you. Besides this, she
must understand correcting proof sheets. I think Leopold could easily
find such a person for you. Then, again, you know what Dr. Tillotson
said about your taking exercise and fresh air. The second feature of my
plan, and the most important in my mind, is to find some quiet place in
the country, or at the beach, where you and your amanuensis can both
work and play. I can buy for you such books as you need, and you can
finish the work this summer."

Alice reflected. After a few moments' pause she said, "I like the plan
and I thank you very much for speaking of it; but I prefer the beach. I
love the plash and roar and boom of the water, and it will be a constant
inspiration to me. How soon can I go?" she asked, with a look upon her
face that a young child might have had in speaking to its father.

This was Alice Pettengill's great charm. She was honest and
disingenuous, and was always ready to think that what others deemed it
best for her to do was really so. Imitation may be the sincerest
flattery, but appreciation of the advice and counsel of others, combined
with gratitude for the friendly spirit that prompts it, makes and holds
more friends.

Quincy looked at his watch.

"I can get the afternoon train, I think," said he. "I will see Leopold,
and then run up and make Aunt Ella a call. She knows the New England
coast from Eastport to Newport. Did she speak to you at the wedding?"

"Some lady with a very pleasant voice asked me if I were Miss
Pettengill, while we were in the church," replied Alice. "I said yes,
and then she told me that her name was Chessman, adding the inf