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= 152. ~2#«~«‘The Unexpected Fortune. is a ‘fad’ and that I could ‘afford to talk religion with my - pocket full of money.’ ” “You have learned their arguments quickly,” said Mrs, _. Marvin with a smile, “but listen, Faith! There is some one in the hall! It is possible that Charles has returned _ for something.” | Faith opened the door, nervously, but a look of relief ~ gsaon crossed her face. The second caller was none other than voung Mr. Denton. “Thank goodness, I’ve found you!” exclaimed the ~ voung man coolly. “I've been wandering around these | halls for the past half hour, either I’m awiully stupid or the bells are all wrong, for I’ve rung them all and nobody _ has answered! You should supply your friends with compasses and charts, Miss Marvin, so they won't get lost when they come to see you!” Faith had to smile, although she was a trifle indignant. She could not imagine what had brought the young man to her apartments. : “Did you wish to see me about anything?” she asked bluntly as her thoughts flew instinctively to the poisoned candy. “If you do, please come in, and I will be glad to listen.” , “T do, indeed,” responded the young man. “I should not have dreamed of intruding upon you without a very good reason.” Faith was almost sure it was the candy now, although she had been assured by his father that he had been told nothing about it. As she introduced him to her mother, she was anxious and excited, and one conjecture as to his errand followed swiftly after another. When they were seated Mr. Den- ton started at once on his errand, and as he talked he gazed at Faith earnestly, as though trying to read her emotion. “My errand is a purely personal one,” he began, “and you ladies may think it a selfish one also, but the fact is I have come for a little assistance. I want you, Miss Mar- ' vin, to help me reason with my father.” Faith made an exclamation of unfeigned surprise. comichbooks;com