ight of her, though she heard constantly from her by
telephone or delicately worded notes.

A sad occurrence kept Richard Travers abroad. Helen contracted fever and
for weeks lay between life and death. Doctor Ledyard waited until the
danger was past, and then left the two together in Paris, while Helen
recovered, with Travers to watch and care for her.

The letters that came to Priscilla were all that kept her eyes shining
and her heart singing.

"I shall go on as usual," she wrote to Richard. "When you come, then
we'll make the wonderful announcement. I see now that we have no right to
our secret alone; but with the ocean between us, it is best."

During those months Priscilla learned to know Helen Travers through
Travers's letters. Woman-like, she read between the lines and caught a
glimpse of Helen's nobility and simple sweetness. Her loved ones were so
sacred to her that no personal demands could ever cause her to raise
objections. Once she was sure that they she worshipped wanted anything
for their true happiness, her energies were bent to that end.

"And she will love you, my girl; will learn to depend upon you as I do.
As for Doctor Ledyard, when he is cornered, he is the best soul that ever
drew breath, and mother can bully him into anything."

It was in February that Priscilla was called up by Doctor Hapgood, a man
of high repute.

"Are you on duty?"

"No, sir."

"Any immediate engagement?"

"None until March."

"I would like to have you take a case of mine that requires tact as well
as efficiency. Can you take it?"

"Yes, sir."

"Report then at 60 West Eighty-first Street this afternoon, at four."

Priscilla found herself promptly at four o'clock in the waiting-room of a
palatial bachelor apartment, and there Doctor Hapgood joined her.

"Before we go upstairs," he said, drawing his chair close to Priscilla's
and lowering his voice, "I wish to say to you what, doubtless, there is
no real need of saying. I simply emphasize the necessity. The young man
who requires your services is Clyde Huntter. This means nothing to you,
but it does to many others. He is supposed to be in--Bermuda. You
understand?"

"Yes, Doctor Hapgood."

"The case is a particularly tragic one, such an one as you may encounter
later on in your career. It demands all your sympathy, encouragement, and
patience. Mr. Huntter is as fine a man, as upright a one, as I know, his
ideals and--and present life are above reproach. H