Contains illustrations by Howard Chandler Christy and decorations by Ralph Fletcher Seymour
her side was engraved, and he read:
MARIA BURLEY GREENE Attorney and Counselor at law The Rookery CHICAGO
Then he knew; it was the work of the woman lawyer. Vernon had heard of her often; he had never seen her. He gave a little sniff of disgust.
The Senate was droning along on the order of reports from standing committees, and Vernon, growing tired of the monotony, rose and sauntered back to the lobby in search of company more congenial than that of the gruff Burns. He carried the rose as he went, raising it now and then to enjoy its cool petals and its fragrance. On one of the leather divans that stretch themselves invitingly under the tall windows on each side of the Senate chamber sat a woman, and about her was a little group of men, bending deferentially. As he passed within easy distance one of the men saw him and beckoned. Vernon went over to them.
"Miss Greene," said Senator Martin, "let me present Senator Vernon, of Chicago."
Miss Greene gave h