ously, and even gone to the length of finding out what books law-students began upon. Thank God! all that was past and gone now. The Call sounded, resonant and imperative, in his ears, and there was no impulse of his heart, no fibre of his being, which did not stir in devout response. He closed his eyes, to be the more wholly alone with the Spirit, that moved him. The jangling of a bell in the hallway broke sharply upon his meditations, and on the instant his wife thrust in her head from the kitchen. "You'll have to go to the door, Theron!" she warned him, in a loud, swift whisper. "I'm not fit to be seen. It's the trustees." "All right," he said, and rose slowly from sprawling recumbency to his feet. "I'll go." "And don't forget," she added strenuously; "I believe in Levi Gorringe! I've seen him go past here with his rod and fish-basket twice in eight days, and that's a good sign. He's got a soft side somewhere. And just keep a stiff upper lip about the gas, and don't you let them jew you down a solitary cent on that sidewalk." "All right," said Theron, again, and moved reluctantly toward the hall-door. -37- |