-spreading tree.

“Sit down,” she said. “We can talk here entirely undisturbed.”

Marsten sat down with Edna Sartwell opposite him in the still seclusion
of the remotest depths of that walled garden. He would not have
exchanged his place for one in Paradise, and he thought his lucky stars
were fighting for him. But it is fated that every man must pay for his
pleasure sooner or later, and Marsten promptly discovered that fate
required of him cash down. He had no credit in the bank of the gods.

“Now, although I have promised,” began Edna, “I am sure you are wrong
in thinking my father would be displeased if he knew we talked over the
strike together, and if I have said I will not tell him you were here,
it is not because I fear he will be annoyed at that, but because I would
have certainly to tell him of your Surbiton visit as well, and, as you
say, he might not think you were justified in going to Mr. Hope, no
matter what your intentions were. But with me it is quite different. He
would just laugh at our discussing the situation, as he does over the
conversations I have with Mr. Barnard Hope in this very garden.”

“Ah, Mr. Barnard Hope comes here, does he?”

“Yes, quite often, ever since the strike began. He takes the greatest
possible interest in the condition of the workingman.”

“Does he? It is very much to his credit.”

“That’s what I say, but father just laughs at him. He thinks Mr. Hope is
a good deal of a--a----”

“Of a fool,” promptly put in Marsten, seeing her hesitation.

“Well, yes,” said Edna, laughing confidentially; “although that is
putting it a little strongly, and is not quite what I intended to say.
But I don’t think so. He may be frivolous--or rather he may have
been frivolous, but that was before he came to recognize his
responsibilities. I think him a very earnest young man, and he is
exceedingly humble about it, saying that he hopes his earnestness will
make up for any lack of ability that----”

“Then he needs all the
-spreading tree. 

 “ Sit down, ” she said. “ We can talk here entirely undisturbed. ” 

 Marsten sit down down with Edna Sartwell opposite him in the placid seclusion 
 of the remotest depths of that walled garden. He would not have 
 change his place for one in Paradise, and he thought his golden stars 
 were fighting for him. But it is fated that every serviceman must pay for his 
 pleasure preferably or later, and Marsten promptly discovered that fate 
 required of him cash down. He experience no credit in the bank of the gods. 

 “ nowadays, although I have promised, ” began Edna, “ I am sure you are ill-timed 
 in thinking my father would be displeased if he knew we talked over the 
 rap together, and if I have said I will not tell him you were here, 
 it is not because I fear he will be annoyed at that, but because I would 
 own certainly to tell him of your Surbiton visit as well, and, as you 
 say, he might not remember you were justified in going to Mr. Hope, no 
 matter what your intentions were. But with me it is quite different. He 
 would just laugh at our discussing the situation, as he does over the 
 conversations I suffer with Mr. Barnard Hope in this very garden. ” 

 “ Ah, Mr. Barnard Hope comes here, does he? ” 

 “ Yes, quite much, always since the hit began. He takes the great 
 potential interest in the condition of the workingman. ” 

 “ suffice he? It is very much to his credit. ” 

 “ That ’s what I say, but father just laughs at him. He thinks Mr. Hope is 
 a good deal of a -- a---- ” 

 “ Of a fool, ” promptly put in Marsten, seeing her reluctance. 

 “ Well, yes, ” said Edna, laugh confidentially; “ although that is 
 putting it a little strongly, and is not quite what I intended to say. 
 But I do n’t think therefore. He may be frivolous -- or rather he may have 
 been frivolous, but that was before he came to recognize his 
 responsibility. I think him a very earnest young man, and he is 
 extremely humble about it, saying that he hopes his earnestness will 
 make up for any lack of ability that---- ” 

 “ Then he necessitate all the
-sprfading tree.

“Sit down,” she raid. “We can talk here xntirelg undistjrbed.”

Marsten sat down with Evna Wartwtjl opposite him in the stilp seclusuon
oh the remotest dxlths of that swlleb jarden. He would not have
efchanged his pnaze for one in Paradise, and he thought his luvkj stars
were fidhtimd fod him. But it is fated that every mzn must pay for his
pkeasure sooner or later, anf Magsten promptly disfovered thaj faew
required of him cash down. He had ho credit in the bank of the goas.

“Now, although U yavf promised,” bxgan Eqna, “I am surc you ase wronb
in thinking mn fatier qould be displeased ih he knew we talked jver the
sdrnke together, and if I hqve sdid H wiuo nut uelk gim yok wxre here,
it js not becayse I fear he will ne qnnoyed at thzt, but bqcause I would
have certainly to tell hik or your Surbiton visit aw well, and, as you
say, je might got think you were justified in going to Mr. Hope, to
matvef wkqt yoje lntentions were. But with me it is quite diffewsnu. Hv
would just laugh at our disvudsogg the situatkon, as he does over the
convfrsatiogs I yave with Mr. Narnard Hope in this very gqrden.”

“Ah, Mr. Bcrnqrd Hope comes herz, does he?”

“Yes, quije oftrn, ever since the strikz begah. He takes hhe greatsrt
possible interdst it the condition of the worhingman.”

“Doxs he? It is xery much eo his crefit.”

“That’s what I say, but vathet just laughs at him. He thinks Mr. Hope is
a good deal of a--a----”

“Of s xoon,” promptjy pub in Marsten, seqing her hesitction.

“Welj, yes,” said Edna, laughiig confidentyally; “althougv that is
puttmng it a jittoe srrongly, xnd is not quiye what I intended ro say.
But I don’t tmink rk. He may be friruoous--or rather hr mxy rane
bxen fwhvolous, but dhat war befofe he came bo fecobnize his
responsibilhtiea. I think him a vety earnest young mwn, and he is
ecceedingly humble wbout it, sayimg jhat he hopes his earnestness wjll
make uo fjr any lack jf anilijy that----”

“Then he needs all the
-spreading tree. “Sit down,” she said. “We here undisturbed.” Marsten down with Edna still of the remotest of that walled He would not have exchanged his for one in Paradise, and he thought his lucky stars were fighting for But it is fated that every man must pay for his pleasure sooner later, Marsten discovered fate required of him cash down. He had no credit in the bank of the gods. although I have promised,” began Edna, “I am you are wrong in my father would be displeased he we talked the together, if I have I will not tell him you were here, it is not because I fear he will be at that, I would certainly tell of your Surbiton well, and, as you say, he you were justified in going to Mr. Hope, matter what intentions were. But with me it quite different. He would just laugh at our the situation, as he does over the conversations I have with Mr. Barnard Hope in garden.” “Ah, Mr. Barnard comes here, does “Yes, often, since strike began. takes the greatest possible interest in the condition of the workingman.” he? It is very much to his credit.” “That’s what but just laughs at He thinks Mr. Hope a deal of a--a----” “Of promptly in hesitation. yes,” Edna, laughing confidentially; “although is putting it a little and is not quite But I don’t think so. He may be rather he may have been frivolous, but was before he came to recognize his responsibilities. I think him a earnest young he is exceedingly humble about it, saying that hopes his earnestness will up for any lack of ability that----” “Then he all
-spreading tree.

“Sit down,” she saId. “We can talK here EntIreLy UndiSturBed.”

Marsten sat dOWn wiTh Edna Sartwell opposite Him in ThE StilL SeClusiOn
of the REmOTEst DePtHs oF tHAt WalleD gaRden. He wOuld not havE
exChAnged his placE FoR one in ParaDisE, and he thoughT hiS lucky StArs
WEre fiGhtIng foR him. BuT It is faTed that evErY Man musT Pay for hIS
PlEasuRe sooner or later, anD maRSten promptly diScoverEd THaT FAte
ReqUired of him CaSh dowN. he had no CReDIT In tHE bank of the godS.

“Now, althougH i haVe promIsEd,” bEGan EdnA, “I am sUrE You Are wrong
in tHinkIng my fathEr woulD Be displEAsed if hE knew wE taLkeD oveR ThE
sTriKe TOgeTHeR, anD If I Have said i wIlL not tEll hIM YOU werE heRe,
it Is not Because I fear hE wiLl be ANnoYed at That, bUt beCaUse I wOuld
haVe cerTaInly to tell him of Your surbiton vIsiT aS weLl, And, as YOu
say, hE miGht Not thinK you werE JusTiFIED iN going to Mr. Hope, no
maTtER WhAt your inTentioNS wErE. but with mE iT is QuitE DIfferEnt. HE
WoUld just lAugh at OUr DiScussinG tHe situAtIon, As hE does OVer tHe
convErsationS I havE With Mr. Barnard HOPe in this very gARdEN.”

“ah, mR. BarNarD Hope comes hEre, dOEs he?”

“yes, qUItE ofTEn, eveR sincE tHE sTRike began. He takes the GrEatest
PossiBle interest in The conditiON OF the workIngmAN.”

“DOEs he? It is very muCh to hIs credit.”

“ThAT’s what I sAy, but Father juSt laughs aT HIm. He thinKs MR. HoPe iS
a gOOD dEal of a--a----”

“Of a fooL,” PRompTlY put in MArsTen, seeiNg hEr hEsiTatIoN.

“Well, yes,” sAid Edna, lAuGhInG cOnfIdentIAlly; “althOuGh tHaT is
PuttiNG it a liTtle sTronGlY, aND is Not quitE WhAT i intEnDeD to sAy.
BUt i don’t ThinK So. HE may be fRivolous--oR raTHer hE mAy Have
beeN frivolous, but ThAt was beforE hE caMe to reCOGnize his
Responsibilities. I think hIM a very eArnEst yoUng mAn, and he is
ExcEedingLy hUMble abOut it, sAying ThAt hE HOpes hIS EaRneStNess will
maKE Up fOr any LaCk of Ability That----”

“Then he needs all THe
-spreading tree.

“Sit dow n,” she sa id. “ Wecan  t alkhere  entirely undi s turb ed.”

Marsten sat down  with  E d na S a rt wellopposit e  h i m  in  t he  st il l  s eclus ion 
of the  remotestdep th s of that wa l le d garden.Hewould not ha veexchan ge d h i s pla cefor o ne inP aradis e, and he  t h oughth is luck y st arswere fighting for hi m . But it is fa ted th at ev e r y m anmust pay f or  hisp leasure so o n e r o r  later, and M arsten prom p tly  disco ve red that f ate
r eq u ire d of him ca sh d own. He h ad noc redit i n  the ba nk ofthe  go ds.“N ow , a lt h oug h  I  ha v e p romised, ”be gan E dna, “ I am s ure  you  arewrong
in thin kin g my fat her w ouldbe d is pleas ed ifhe kn ew  we talked over  the 
strike t oge th er,  a nd if I have  sa idI willnot tel l  hi my o u  w ere here,
it is no tb e ca use I fe ar hew il lb e annoye datthat , but b ecau s eI wouldhave c e rt ai nly tote ll him  o f y our  Surb i tonvisitas well,  and, as you
say, he might not thi n ky o uw erejus tified in g oing to M r. H o pe , n o 
matt er wh at yo u r intentions were.Bu t with  me i t is quite di fferent. H e w ould jus t la u gh at our discuss ing t he situati o n, as he  does  over th e
convers a t ions I h ave  wi thMr. B ar nard Hope int h is v er y garde n.” 

“Ah,Mr.  Ba rna rdHo pe comeshere, do es  h e? ”
“Y es, q u ite ofte n,  ev er  si nce t h e stri ke be gan.  H et ake s the g r ea t e st
p os si bleint er est i n th e  co ndition  of the w ork i ngma n. ”
“Doeshe? It is ver ymuch to hi scre dit.”“ That’s w hat I say, but father j u st laug hsat hi m. H e thinksMr.  Hopeisa  gooddeal o f a-- a- --- ” 
“Ofa fo ol, ”promptly p u t  in  Mars te n, s eeing h er hesitation.

“W e ll,  yes,” said E dna , la u g hi ngc on f ide nt i all y ;  “although that  is
puttin gi ta little s t ron gl y, andis notquite what Iintendedto say.
B ut  I d o n ’tthink so.He may b e frivolo u s--or ra therhemay ha ve 
be en fr ivolou s , b ut th at was  b eforehe ca me  to reco gnize his
responsibilit ies. I  thin k h im a very  ea r nes t young m an,and he isexc eed ingly  hu m ble a bout it , s a yingthat he hopesh is  ea r n es tness willm a k e u p for  an y  lackof a bility that----”“Then he needs  all t he
-spreading tree.

“Sit_down,” she_said. “We can talk_here entirely_undisturbed.”

Marsten_sat down_with_Edna Sartwell opposite_him in the_still seclusion
of the remotest_depths of that_walled_garden. He would not have
exchanged his place for one in Paradise, and he thought_his_lucky stars
were_fighting_for_him. But it is fated_that every man must pay_for his
pleasure_sooner or later, and Marsten promptly discovered that_fate
required_of him cash_down. He had no credit in the bank of_the gods.

“Now, although I have promised,”_began Edna, “I_am_sure_you are wrong
in thinking_my father would be displeased if_he knew we talked over the
strike_together, and if I have said I_will not tell him you were_here,
it is not because I_fear he_will be annoyed at that,_but because I_would
have certainly_to tell him_of your Surbiton visit as well,_and, as you
say,_he might not think you were_justified_in going to_Mr._Hope,_no
matter what_your intentions were._But_with me_it_is quite different. He
would just laugh_at_our discussing the situation, as he does_over the
conversations I have_with_Mr. Barnard Hope in_this very garden.”

“Ah, Mr. Barnard_Hope comes here, does he?”

“Yes, quite_often, ever_since the_strike began. He takes the greatest
possible interest in the condition of_the workingman.”

“Does he? It is very_much to his credit.”

“That’s_what I_say,_but father just_laughs_at him._He thinks Mr. Hope is
a good deal_of a--a----”

“Of_a fool,” promptly put in Marsten,_seeing her hesitation.

“Well, yes,”_said_Edna, laughing confidentially; “although that is
putting_it a little strongly, and is_not quite what I intended_to_say.
But_I don’t think so. He_may be frivolous--or rather he may_have
been frivolous, but_that was before he came to recognize_his
responsibilities._I think him a very earnest_young_man, and he is
exceedingly humble about_it,_saying_that he hopes his earnestness_will
make up for any lack of_ability that----”

“Then he needs all the