and told her aged patient that she admired and respected him, but that she had given herself to the suffering poor.     

       “Everything in the world that you want,” begged the elderly gentleman.       “You should see the world, child, and I will see it again through your eyes. To Paris first for clothes and the opera, and then—”      

       “But I do not love you,” Sidney replied, mentally but steadily. “In all the world I love only one man. He is—”      

       She hesitated here. It certainly was not Joe, or K. Le Moyne of the gas office. It seem to her suddenly very sad that there was no one she loved. So many people went into hospitals because they had been disappointed in love.     

       “Dr. Wilson will see you now.”      

       She followed Miss Harrison into the consulting room. Dr. Max—not the gloved and hatted Dr. Max of the Street, but a new person, one she had never known—stood in his white office, tall, dark-eyed, dark-haired, competent, holding out his long, immaculate surgeon's hand, and smiling down at her.     

       Men, like jewels, require a setting. A clerk on a high stool, poring over a ledger, is not unimpressive, or a cook over her stove. But place the cook on the stool, poring over the ledger! Dr. Max, who had lived all his life on the edge of Sidney's horizon, now, by the simple changing of her point of view, loomed large and magnificent. Perhaps he knew it. Certainly he stood very erect. Certainly, too, there was considerable manner in the way in which he asked Miss Harrison to go out and close the door behind her.     

       Sidney's heart, considering what was happening to it, behaved very well.     

       “For goodness' sake, Sidney,” said Dr. Max, “here you are a young lady and I've never noticed it!”      

       This, of course, was not what he had intended to say, being staff and all that. But Sidney, visibly palpitant, was very pretty, much prettier than the Harrison girl, beating a tattoo with her heels in the next room.     

       Dr. Max, belonging to the class of man who settles his tie every time he sees an attractive woman, thrust his hands into the pockets of his long white coat and surveyed her 

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