“It will be quite easy for you to help her,” put in the boy; “because, you see, Mr. Wygant belongs to your church!”
“But what has that to do with it?”
“Why—it's Mr. Wygant's mill that she works in.”
“Yes,” said the doctor. “But—I—-”
“Surely,” exclaimed Samuel, “you don't mean that he wouldn't want to know about it!”
“Ahem!” said the other; and again there was a pause.
It was broken by Ethel, who had come in and was listening to the conversation. “Papa!” she exclaimed, “wouldn't Miss Gladys be the one to ask?”
Samuel gave a start. “The very thing!” he said.
And Dr. Vince, after pondering for a moment, admitted that it might be a good idea.
“You will come to church with me to-morrow,” said Ethel. “And if she is there we'll ask her.”