I nearly
forgot a bit of news. Gloomy news. The _Post_ is going to fire your
little Doctor."
"Ah--_no!_"
"It looks that way. The directors will take it up definitely in April.
Colonel Cowles is going to recommend it. He says the Doc has more
learning than society requires."
"But don't you think his articles give a--a tone to the paper--and--?"
"I do; a sombre, awful, majestic tone, if you like, but still one that
ought to be worth something."
Sharlee looked sad, and it was one of her best looks.
"Ah, me! I don't know what will become of him if he is turned adrift.
Could you, _could_ you do anything?"
"I can, and will," said he agreeably. "I think the man's valuable, and
you may count on it that I shall use my influence to have him kept."
So the Star and the Planet again fought in their courses for Mr. Queed.
West, gazing down at her, overcoat on arm, looked like a Planet who
usually had his way. The Star, too, had strong inclinations in the same
direction. For example, she had noted at supper the lily-of-the-valley
in the Planet's buttonhole, and she had not been able to see any good
reason for that.
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