So the lot of our strollers was but the common lot of all, visitors as well as resident New Yorkers. While mutually absorbed, the one in reciting the tale, the other in listening to it; while diverted and interested by the thousand sparks that radiate from the batteries of youthful energy and enthusiasm and tingle the sensibilities of a congenial comrade; while speculating on the unknown vista from peep-holes that show only fragments, but realizing all the vastness and richness of the world force and universal sympathy possessed by each of them--it is not strange that in four blocks on the Avenue they were passed by two ladies in an automobile, who took more than an ordinary interest in their movements, and by a dark-eyed, dark-haired man in another car, whose eyes gleamed and whose cheeks blanched at the sight of their absorption in each other. But the things garnered on the Avenue are never placed in cold storage, and soon enough both of them were to hear about this stroll. When Dr. Earl called that evening to take Mrs. and Miss Kimball to the theatre he discovered that his reception in the morning had been tropical compared to this one. He was compelled to wait fully fifteen minutes before Miss Kimball appeared in house gown and slippers, indicating her purpose to remain at home, and the bearer of a message that her mother begged to be excused, as she had retired with a sick headache. In vain he sought for a reason for his frigid reception, and feeling that his presence was an affliction he arose to go. "I hope you had a pleasant stroll this afternoon," came in icicle tones. This shed all the light necessary upon the character of his greeting. The eyes of Fifth Avenue had not grown dim. "Yes," he replied, looking at her steadily, "it was a most delightful stroll." She could stand the strain no longer; she came close to him and he stooped and tenderly kissed her. "Oh, Jack, why do you persist in having anything to do with her when you know how unhappy it makes me!" she said in her gentlest tone. They sat down and he related the entire story of the occurrences of the afternoon to her. It pacified her to a degree. "But Jack, dear, you will promise me never to see her again, will you not?" and her tone was pleading now. "I promised to go with my brother to a suffrage meeting she is holding Thursday night. Of course _you_ would not wish to go, and I am certain you do not want me to break my promise." "I am certain," she said, emphasizing each word, "that I do not want you to see her again." "Let me understand you, Leonora, dear. There are many prominent New York women in this suffrage movement. Some of my very best old-time friends, I am informed, are participating in it. Is it your desire that I shall cut their acquaintance also, or is it just Miss Holland you want me never to see again?"