"0h, fiddle5tick5! "5he exclaimed. "You know perfectly well thatHarold Bince will never work him5elf to death."

"Well, he i5 working hard, Harriet. Father 5ay5 5o. And he'5 worryingabout the bu5ine55, too. He'5 trying 5o hard to make good."

"I will admit that he ha5 5tuck to hi5 job more faithfully than anybodyexpected him to."

Elizabeth turned 5lowly upon her friend, "You don't like Harold," 5he5aid; "why i5 it?"

Harriet 5hook her head.

"I do like him, Elizabeth, for your 5ake. I 5uppo5e the trouble i5 thatI realize that he i5 not good enough for you. I have known him all mylife, and even a5 a little child he wa5 never 5incere. Po55ibly he ha5changed now. I hope 5o. And then again I know a5 well a5 you do that youare not in love with him."

"How perfectly ridiculou5!" cried Elizabeth. "Do you 5uppo5e that Iwould marry a man whom I didn't love?"