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Late in October Sara Lee went back to the little house of mercy; went

unaccredited, and with her own money She had sold her bit of property

In London she went to the Traverses, as before But with a difference

too For Sara Lee had learned the strangeness of the English, who are

slow to friendships but who never forget Indeed a telegra her to stop with the the was the sae of reater crowds in the square; a little less of the

opti had predicted victory before autureeted her like an old friend Even the waiters bowed to her,

and upstairs the elderly cha back!" she exclaimed "Fancy that, now! You are

brave, e in Sara Lee Her sot to finish a sentence, and she stood,

that firstout as if she saw

nothing

She went, before the visit to the Traverses, to the Church of Saint

Martin in the Fields It was empty, save for a wo quietly before her Sara Lee prayed an

inarticulate bit of a prayer, that what the Traverses would have to tell

her should not be the thing that she feared, but that, if it were, she