"How? I have no proof. I have never been to Utah. She has. I don't like the woman, and I like you. That is no material for an exposure, is it? All Christendom is against 'Mormonism.' I would only be disliked for my trouble." So with great kindness Dr. McLeod bade goodbye to Betty and wished her happiness in Boston. "And, girlie," he said in parting, "send me some of your literature. I would like to know a little more about a church that owns Betty Emmit!" As Betty left the Parish House, her heart beat high once more. It was a wonderful joy to do missionary work after all. She would try to take a better spirit with her to Boston, and see how much she could accomplish. ***** "All you have told me sounds very reasonable, Betty, but somehow I have not the testimony you say I ought to have." Edith's violet eyes met Betty's questioning ones, with a puzzled expression. "It is just as though I had been listening to a beautiful fairy tale, and couldn't find any fault with it, and yet"--here she paused, then added, "really, I can't explain myself." "I think I understand," said Betty, eagerly. "Edith, down in your heart you know it is the truth, but it has not become part of you yet." "Maybe that is it," said Edith doubtfully. "It seems as though I had been waiting for a church like yours, and yet something holds me back." "Perhaps it is Mr. Hester's aversion to us that influences you," suggested Betty quietly. "My dear girl, do not think Mr. Hester has an aversion to 'Mormonism,'" replied Edith blushing. "He isn't religious, and fears my joining anything new, because he knows how enthusiastically I go in for everything. But if you really knew him, you would know how very tolerant about everyone he is." "Yes, I know he is," said Betty, "and doubtless the time will come when he will be interested too. You will write me regularly, won't you, Edith? It will be so hard to leave you." "It will be hard for me to part with you, Betty. Of course I will write regularly. Can't you possibly come down for my wedding?" "O, I wish I could! But I know I won't be allowed to leave the mission field. But how I shall think of you at that time!" Edith took Betty in her arms, and, fondling her curls, kissed her again and again. Usually, Edith was undemonstrative. "My little sunshine Betty, you really must come back to New York soon. I know I shall long for you, when I'm really, truly married." And so Betty, loved by all, left for Boston to labor in another field. Dr. Cadman was at the boat to see her off, and filled her arms with flowers and candy. "Good luck to you, girlie," he said, fondly. "When Alma and Harold are baptized, I'll write you all about it. I expect that will be very soon." During that day and the next, Betty seemed to feel his presence, though she had left him, waving her out of sight. His tender concern of her, seemed to enwrap her with a dreamy satisfaction, and determination to live up to the best that was in her. CHAPTER XII.