"Well, there's no sham or hypocrisy in Mr. Denton's dealings," cried Faith, brightly, "for no man could enter upon a Christian course with greater sacrifice, both of friends and money."
CHAPTER XL.
A GOLDEN OUTLOOK.
One year had passed since Maggie Brady's death, and Faith Marvin was nearing her nineteenth birthday.
She was still living with her mother in their pretty little flat and working faithfully at the store with Mr. Denton. The year had brought many changes in that establishment, and there were many new faces in place of the old ones.
Faith talked over these changes as she sat with her mother and Mr. Watkins in one of their social chats after the day's work was over.
"It hardly seems like the same place," she said, happily. "Why, we are just one big family, with Mr. Denton for our father!"
"And Mr. Denton is certainly holding his own financially," said Mr. Watkins, a trifle reluctantly, "while the papers are full of reported failures all around us."
"I am so glad that Mrs. Denton is recovering," said Mrs. Marvin. "I did sympathize with her so during the first few months of her anxiety!"