An electro-plating of veracity is in keeping with the economic tendencies of the age." "I am not afraid of the truth," cried Phyllis, without giving the cynicism of her father the tribute of a smile.

"Mr.Courtland would, I know, be incapable of doing anything unworthy of--of----" "Let us say an explorer," suggested her father.

He knew that the word which was in her mind was _Englishman_.

She only checked herself when her imagination caused her to perceive the average silk-hatted man with his tongue in his cheek at the utterance of the phrase.

"Let us say 'unworthy of an explorer,'" repeated her father; "that is an elastic phrase." Phyllis was irritated.
"I have talked with him," she said a trifle coldly.
"Yes," said her father, "once." "I should have said that I know Ella." "And yet Ella is a woman!" "Oh, the charges are too ridiculous! Slaves! What nonsense! We all know what slavery is.