"I'll ring up the office at once." Helen rose impulsively. "They must know what a dreadful blunder the U. P. reporter has made. I'll get through if I can to Mr. Gage, the editor, and tell him that on no account must the Planet come out with the speech in that form. I'll also get through to Mr. Jevons, the chief editor of the U. P., and ask him to lose no time in withdrawing their version, and circulating an absolute contradiction. And as soon as I see the Chief himself, which should be to-morrow morning at eleven o'clock, I'll ask him personally to do what he can to put things right."
John Endor pressed her hand. It was more than homage to the woman he loved, it was a tribute, almost involuntary, to her decision, her fine capacity, her clear good sense. Of the Colossus it had been said that his fairy godmother had given him a rare faculty of choosing the heaven-sent instrument. Even in the sight of John Endor this able woman had never shone quite so much as in this crisis.
Forsaking a favorite iced pudding and hot chocolate sauce, she went there and then to the telephone
