"I shall have to educate you."
"Yes, Miss Gladys," he responded in a low voice.
"And listen," she went on, "you will come to see Sophie now and then,
won't you?"
"Yes, yes," he said quickly.
"And come some time when I am here."
He caught his breath and gripped his hands and answered yet again,
"Yes!"
"Don't be afraid of me," added the girl gently. "You don't appreciate
yourself half enough, Samuel."
Then there came voices in the hall, and Miss Gladys turned, and the
housekeeper and Sophie came in. "Well?" she asked.
"She doesn't know anything at all," said Mrs. Harris. "But if you want
her taught--I suppose she could run errands and do sewing--"
"Very good," said the other. "And pay her well. Will you like that,
Sophie?"
"Yes, Miss," whispered the child in a faint voice. She was gazing in
awe and rapture at this peerless being, and she could hardly find
utterance for two words.
"All right, then," said Miss Gladys, "that will do very well. You come
to-morrow, Sophie. And good-by, Samuel. I must go for my ride now."
"Good-by, Miss Gladys," said Samuel. "And please don't forget what you
were going to say to Master Albert!"
CHAPTER XVIII
Samuel went home walking upon air. He had found a place for himself
and a place for Sophie. And he had got the reforming of Bertie Lockman
under way! Truly, the church was a great institution--the solution of
all the puzzles and problems of life.
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