“You’ll be wanting other employment,” he added in still lower tones, as if not wishing his right hand to know. “Now, I advise something of a--well, you know, of a little more secular nature. Take this card, my dear. See that you arrive at the address on it about ten to-morrow morning. Perhaps I’ll be able to find you a berth where I can keep a friendly eye on you. You’ll come?” As he waddled out in the wake of his peers, Dolores heard him continue: “About that matter of the soprano, brothers, I withdraw my objection. Trouble often brings a change of heart and I feel that we should stand together now in all things. Especially since Sister Cabot is so decided in her agreement with you, I’ll try to enjoy the young lady’s voice, although I still think her too old for that churchly, newly-awakened-soul effect. I always hold myself open to conviction.” She also overheard his throaty chortles over the taunt of Mrs. Cabot: “To younger and prettier convictions, you mean, Deacon?” Alone, Dolores stared dazedly down at the envelope and card she held. Things happened so suddenly, once they began, she thought. Only this morning she had chided herself for discontent with her settled state. Now everything was unsettled again. As she had cried out to the committee, what manner of man dared she trust? One of them had answered. The card---- Up to the light she held it. Upon it was engraved the name and downtown business address of Deacon Brill himself. “You’ll come?” he had asked, voice, eyes, billows exuding loving kindness. Even more urgently she asked herself: “Shall I go?” Next morning Dolores bought all the papers, determined to learn the worst. Several of the more conservative merely mentioned that the Rev. Dr. Alexander Willard had resigned the pastorate of the Church of All Mankind. One suggested significant detail behind the surprising act. Still another stated that the Eminent Divine would demand an ecclesiastical trial and introduced the name of the young secretary whom he, disregarding a certain premonishing contretemps, had sheltered within his church home. The most sensational journal of all uncovered a photograph of the young lady in the case and reviewed the lingerie-shop scandal referred to by the discredited clergyman. This was featured beneath the heading: TOO STRONG FOR DR. NIMROD’S SPORTING BLOOD