His host laughed shamefacedly. "Oh, yes, I know. That was rather a strong statement. But you see I felt strongly. And then to find-- But, Gleason, she really is a wonder. We're working together now-- _I'm_ working. As I said, I haven't been to the office for a week." "Is she agreeable--personally?" "Yes, very. She's pleasant and cheerful, bright, and very much of a lady. She's capable, and has uncommon good sense. Her voice, too, is excellent for reading. In short, she is, as I told you, a wonder; and I'm more than indebted to you for finding her. Let's see, you say you do know her family?" Gleason got suddenly to his feet. "Yes, oh, yes. Good family, too! Now I'm sorry to eat and run, as the children say, but I'll have to, Burke, to-night. One or two other little matters I'll have to attend to before I sleep. But, as I said a few minutes ago, I'm glad to see you in better spirits. Keep on with the good work." The doctor seemed nervous, and anxious to get away; and in another minute the great outer door had closed behind him. "Hm-m! Wonder what's his rush," puzzled Burke Denby, left standing in the hall. There was a slight frown on his face. But in another minute it was gone: he had remembered suddenly that he had promised Miss Darling that he would try to find certain obscure data regarding the tablet they had been at work upon that afternoon. It was just as well, perhaps, after all, that the doctor had had to leave early--it would give more time for work. With an eager lifting of his head Burke Denby turned and strode into the library. Meanwhile, hurrying away from Denby House was the doctor, his whole self a Hallelujah Chorus of rejoicing. His countenance was still aglow with joy when, a little later, he rang the bell of a West Hill apartment-house suite bearing the name, "Mrs. Helen Darling." To his joy he found Helen alone; but hardly had he given her a hasty account of his visit to Burke Denby, and assured her that he was positive everything was working out finely, when Betty came in from the corner grocery store, breezy and smiling. "Oh, it's Dr. Gleason!" she welcomed him. "Now, I'm glad mother didn't go with me to-night, after all,--for we'd both been out then, and we shouldn't have seen you." "Which would have been my great loss," bowed the man gallantly, his approving eyes on Betty's glowing face. "Oh, but ours, too,--especially mine," she declared. "You see, I've been wishing you'd come. I wanted to thank you." "To thank me?" "Yes; for finding this lovely place for me." "You like it, then?" "I love it. Why, Dr. Gleason, you have no idea of the wonderful things that man-- But you said you knew him," she broke off suddenly. "Don't you know him?" "Oh, yes, very well." "Then you've been there, of course." "Many times." "Oh, how silly of me!" she laughed. "As if I could tell _you_ anything about antiques and curios! But hasn't he some beautiful things?"