Betty hung up the receiver, with a great happiness filling her girlish heart. New York didn't seem lonesome after all!
"So you have a friend in New York?" pleasantly asked President Gladder, from his desk where he sat writing.
"O yes, a friend who is going to help me with my missionary work."
"Tell me about him," said the mission president, and he listened thoughtfully to Betty's story of her friendship with Dr. Cadman.
"Sounds good," he declared, smiling as she finished her recital, "But don't forget the missionary rules. Whenever he takes you, along goes your companion. Perhaps you would like to know who your companion is to be? I have decided that Dell Siegler and you would be just about suited to one another."
"O, I'm so glad," exclaimed Betty. "We did so hope that we could be companions."
President Gladder had a way of beaming on the young people, when he had made them happy.
"That's good," he returned happily. "Now, Betty, you can be a great power in the mission field, if you put your whole mind and soul on your work."
"I will, President Gladder," promised Betty seriously.
"I want you to labor in New York for about one month. This Dr. Cadman, will doubtless make it easy for you to be introduced there. After that, you and your companion must go to Boston. So make the most of your one month here and get a room in New York as soon as possible." And with a kindly nod of dismissal, President Gladder resumed his writing, and Betty left the room.