Ellen; you told your father so; you've told me he's the one, and I've seen you."
"I'm going to New York," Ellen suddenly said, startling her mother.
"To New York, Ellen? Why's that?"
"I've an offer. I had it weeks ago. He'll not be in New York, mother; so I'll go there!"
She stood, in her excitement, quiveting. She would go to New York away from him but in his service, for Lew Alban would be there. Ellen avoided her mother, for what she seemed to say was, "I'll leave even the city Jay Rountree's in, so as to be away from him," whereas what she meant was that, for him, she'd follow, to New York, Lew Alban.
None of this could she tell her mother, but it was then and there that Ellen made her decision.
She owned the rest of the week and, during it, she heard nothing from Jay nor of him. He was at Stanley, undoubtedly, with his father and Lew Alban. By Monday, they would return to Chicago, and on Monday morning, Ellen was in her place at the office, awaiting Mr. Rountree.
He came in, garbed in black. Jay accompanied him, so she kept her eyes, at first, upon Mr. Rountree, who scarcely spoke to her. Did he remember that she had been at home? she wondered. He was completely preoccupied with his own affairs and he sat down, solemnly, to deal with them.
Jay shook hands. In his fingers was there remembrance
