"Of course—you haven't heard. I have had a wonderful offer from a big export house in San Francisco. It's the same firm to which I expected to go last summer—before I came here. You see the road I chose to climb to the stars wasn't entirely along—physical training. My last year in college I specialized in export work. There was a fascination in it to me—it's such a growing thing, such a challenging work, and it carries one into new and untried fields. There's an element of adventure in it——" her eyes glistened. "I shall spend a year at the main office, then they're going to send me into China—because I can speak the Chinese language."
John Westley stared at her—she seemed like such a slip of a girl.
"And mother is so much better now that there is no reason why I cannot go."
Though they had yet to straighten out the matter of the Award she quite involuntarily held out her hand as she spoke, and John Westley took it in both of his.
"I hope this—is the road to the stars." That did not sound properly congratulatory, so he added, lamely: "I'm glad—if you want to go. But what will we do without you here?"
CHAPTER XXVI
COMMENCEMENT
"Commencements——" declared Gyp, wise with her fifteen years, "are like weddings—all sort of weepy."
"What do you know of weddings, little one?" from Graham.