"Yes," Alice answered.
"There's a fine class entering, I think," said Fidelia.
"Some very desirable girls," agreed Mrs. Fansler, emphatically.
Alice said, not half thinking of the effect: "You remember Myra Taine, Mrs. Fansler?"
"Certainly I do."
"She's being married next month," Alice said and looked at Fidelia; and she knew that Fidelia did not know about Myra and Lan. Immediately Fidelia confessed it. "To Lan Blake?" she asked.
"Lan," said Alice and no longer could look at Fidelia, "He's in Baltimore now, interne at a hospital where his uncle operates, Mrs. Fansler. He's going to Serbia with a Medical unit from Baltimore, as soon as it is organized. But Myra and he'll be married first."
"I'm glad of that," said Fidelia; then she kissed Mrs. Fansler; she spoke to the girl whom she had just met; then added to Alice, "David will be glad to know that. I'll tell him." And, in a moment, she went.
Fidelia journeyed to Chicago feeling a reluctance to tell David which Alice never suspected; for knowing nothing of the step which David's father recently had taken, Alice had no idea of the effect which the report about Lan would have upon David; but Fidelia knew what to expect.
She had an errand in the city which was not at David's office or in the stores or at a tea room or theater or any other place of usual resort. She went directly from the train to the post office where she inquired at the general delivery window for mail for Fidelia Netley. There was nothing for her, though there ought to be;
