"A promise—what promise?"
"Didn't you say that you would take me down to the slums one day?"
"Yes, I did."
"Well, I'm ready to go. When shall it be?"
The young girl hesitated a moment. Then she said:
"To-morrow's an interesting day. There are classes at the Settlement home and house visits among the poor." Holding up a finger, she added warningly: "Mind, it isn't exactly fun. You'll see a new phase of life, something you do not know—the appalling misery and sordid wretchedness of a great, careless city."
"That's immense!" cried Tod, rising enthusiastically. "I'll come for you to-morrow. What time?"
"About eleven o'clock," she smiled.