"I felt morally certain of it," said mamma, calmly, peering through the
plate glass of the door. "Don't tell me Mary Page would do a thing like
that. Ah, here is the car at last...."

Carlisle said with sudden eagerness: "Do wait a minute for me, mamma! I
believe I'll go to the meeting, too."

Naturally some discussion followed this whimsical request. The upshot
was that Mrs. Heth, being late already, promised to send the car back.

Cally, gloom banished, ran up the stairs, her mother's voice following
behind like a trade-wind.

"It's to be in the office of that Dr. Vivian--you know?... one flight
up. No difficulty in finding ... Sure to put on rubbers...."

The last words to be distinctly heard were: "Look for me right up at
the front."

In her own room Carlisle flew about quite blithely, making ready for the
unexpected excursion with odd anticipations beyond mamma's guessing. She
felt grateful to Hugo, attached to him by a new tie; for he, however
clearly he had understood it himself, had beautifully put her in just
that position toward the religious fellow which she had so long desired
to occupy: the position, in short, of overwhelming moral superiority.
How easy now, choosing her own moment, to say what would dispel forever
the man's odd little power of causing her to worry....

The streets were slippery, the journey was from pole to pole of the town
and yet five minutes sufficed for it, bringing Settlementers to their