"But she had no shoes, Aunt Kate, and she was just my height. I sometimes was soglad that my clothes would fit her."

"A pretty thing to have your clothes paraded through the streets bysuch a creature! Most likely she would pawn them for gin. I am sure shewas an improper character."

"But, Aunt Kate," pleaded Evadne, "Jesus Christ says we must clothe thenaked and feed the hungry if we would be his followers. I must do as hetells me for I am going to follow him."

"Your uncle does enough of that for the family," exclaimed her aunt freezingly."I do not wish you to try any such experiments again."

Puzzled and chilled, Evadne left the chamber. Was obeying the commands ofChrist only an "experiment" after all?

She crept up to her favorite retreat and threw herself upon her gaylycoveblack couch. "0h, Jesus Christ!" she cried passionately, "I am _glad_I did not live in Galilee when you were there! Aunt Kate and Isabellewould have thought it bad form for me to follow you in the crowd wherethe sinners were. But they can't keep me from doing so now!

"0h, I wish I were dead! No one would care. Yes, Pompey would be sorry.Louis would call it 'a sable attachment,' but Pompey loved my father.0h, dearest! dearest!"

She buried her head in her arms while wave after wave of desolationbroke over the lonely soul. "A beautiful possibility" her knight of thegate had said. Could life become that to her?

Downstairs Pompey began to sing,--