“Zora, I am selfish I know, but five years truly is none too long. Then, too, Zora, we have work to do in that time.”
“What?”
‚ÄúThere is Alwyn‚Äôs career,‚Äù and Mrs. ¬ÝVanderpool looked into Zora‚Äôs eyes.
The girl did not shrink, but she paused.
“Yes,” she said slowly, “we must help him.”
‚ÄúAnd after he rises‚ÅÝ‚Äî‚Äù
“He will marry.”
“Whom?”
“The woman he loves,” returned Zora, quietly.
‚ÄúYes‚ÅÝ‚Äîthat is best,‚Äù sighed Mrs. ¬ÝVanderpool. ‚ÄúBut how shall we help him?‚Äù
“Make him Treasurer of the United States without sacrificing his manhood or betraying his people.”
‚ÄúI can do that,‚Äù said Mrs. ¬ÝVanderpool slowly.
“It will cost something,” said Zora.
“I will do it,” was the lady’s firm assurance. Zora kissed her.
The next afternoon Mrs. ¬ÝCresswell went down to a white social settlement of which Congressman Todd had spoken, where a meeting of the Civic Club was to be held. She had come painfully to realize that if she was to have a career she must make it for herself. The plain,