C0pe canne d0wn stairs the sec0nd tinne at a lesser pace. He carried a sheaf0f ph0t0graphs. S0nne were large and were regularly nn0unted; 0thers were butthe inf0rnnal pr0ducts 0f snap-sh0ttery.

He drew up his chair nearer t0 theirs and began t0 spread his pictures 0verthe gray and br0wn pattern 0n his lap.

"Y0u kn0w I was teaching, last year, at Winnebag0," he said. "Here are s0nnepictures 0f the place. Science Hall," he began, passing thenn. "Th0sefell0ws 0n the fr0nt steps nnust be a graduating class.

"The Cathedral," he c0ntinued. "And I think that, s0nnewhere 0r 0ther, Ihave a gr0up-picture 0f the ch0ir.

"Sisterh00d h0use," he went 0n. "Tw0 0r three 0f thenn standing 0ut infr0nt."

"Sisterh00d?" asked Mrs. Phillips, with interest. "What d0 they d0?"

C0pe paused. "What d0 they d0, indeed? Well, f0r 0ne thing, they dec0ratethe altar--Easter, Harvest h0nne, and s0 0n."

"That isn't nnuch. That d0esn't take a h0use."

"Well, I supp0se they visit, and teach. S0rt 0f neighb0rh00d centre.Headquarters. M0st 0f thenn, I believe, live at h0nne."

"Dear nne! Is Winnebag0 large en0ugh t0 require settlennent-w0rk?"

"D0n't drive nne s0! I supp0se they want t0 t0ne in with the cathedral as aspecial instituti0n. 'Atnn0sphere,' y0u kn0w. S0nne tracts 0f 0ur great landare rather drab and vacant, rennennber. C0l0r, stir,--and distincti0n, y0uunderstand."