turned earlier than she had planned. It was the summer the World War was declared. There was a stampede for early returns to America in August, 1914.
Sheilah saw Felix the first Sunday she went to church, and asked him to drop around in the afternoon. There were usually several callers on Sunday afternoon. A fortnight later she invited him to one of her Sunday-night chafing-dish suppers.
Felix's appearance was not impossible. He had been to college for nearly two years, where at least he saw good taste in clothes on occasions. Moreover, one of the requirements of the position he had taken at the bank was a neat appearance. That was the chief reason why he had taken it. It had seemed to him that a 'gentleman's job,' where he must dress carefully and keep his hands clean, would bring him nearer Sheilah.
Sheilah had influence in Wallbridge since her successful début. She asked her friends to be nice to Felix Nawn. They were, for her sake. But it was an effort. It was awful if you ever got stranded alone with him. Who was he, anyway? And why should Sheilah Miller attempt to float such a piece of dead wood? Yes, some of them did remember that he attended the high-school once upon a time—wasn't he the boy who had cheated once in class and got caught at it?—and that Sheilah Miller used to
