ize her attention on it by constant nagging. But when Mrs. Miller discovered Sheilah wasn't sleeping she decided it was time to act.
Mrs. Miller had gotten up one night to see if Sheilah was properly covered, and had found her propped up in bed with a book and paper and pencil.
'Why, my dear child, whatever are you doing?'
'Just algebra, mother.'
'At this hour! Sheilah, is your algebra bothering you?'
'No, not a bit,' Sheilah had replied calmly.
'And so you are working on it at two o'clock in the morning!'
'Yes,' smiled Sheilah.
At the earliest possible moment Mrs. Miller called up Mr. Bond and made an appointment. She would tell him that Sheilah must drop algebra. She had never wanted her to go to college, anyway. But Mr. Bond told Mrs. Miller that Sheilah was one of the best students in algebra in the high-school. They discussed her other work. She was doing well in everything. He had no complaint to make of Sheilah. So Mrs. Miller went to talk to John Sheldon finally.
Only a few of John Sheldon's patients 'consulted' him. Most of them, like Dora, just went to talk to
