"I don't see why you should be so shocked," said Adele, enjoying her friend's astonishment. "Pray, why shouldn't I go? Do you doubt my qualifications? I am not the musician you are, dear, but my skill is quite up to those tunes, I assure you." "I hope you don't wear that red hat of yours and your usual stunning costumes, Adele?" "It occurred to me after I had gone a few times," said Adele quietly, "that it might be well to modify my gear. I think you would approve of my revised toilet. It is very simple." "Adele, I know you can't help looking well, whatever you wear," said Winifred, who suddenly observed a somewhat altered "gear" in evidence. "If you should put on a Salvation Army bonnet it would look stylish. It couldn't help itself. But please tell me more about the Mission. How happened you to go at all?" "I heard Mr. McBride speak at a meeting. He told of the work of the Mission, and of the need of helpers--especially of somebody to help in the music. It occurred to me that that was the kind of assistance I might give, and that it would be very nice to contribute in some small way, at least, to the work of the Mission. And," she continued very gravely, "I volunteered and was gladly accepted." "That is very noble, I think," said Winifred. "But what did your friends think?" "I did not ask them," Adele answered coolly. "I have fallen from caste, anyhow, and it doesn't matter much. You know since I have seen the Lord"--it was Adele's way of putting it--"I have tried to--to witness to Him in some way or other to my old friends; and the result has been a pretty liberal letting alone from them. His name does not seem a very welcome one--outside of a church!" Then she went on with a gleam of indignant sorrow in her bright eyes: "That is what breaks one's heart! That these very people may kneel beside you in church and recite His holy name as glibly as possible; but outside--it is unwelcome! Winifred, can it be a Christian life at all into any avenue of which Christ is an intrusion? Oh, if they loved Him--if they had ever seen Him at all!--they would be so glad of any mention of Him!" After a moment a gleam of amused memory succeeded Adele's pained outburst. She went on: