fractured skulls, developed cancers, or been exposed to smallpox.  But the man before her proposed to deal with none of those disagreeable things, or their like.  He was going to make fame and fortune in the world by treating mental and muscular troubles.  He was going to be a Zonoletic Doctor.  He turned teacher and spelled it for her, because she never had heard the word.  Kate looked at George Holt long and with intense interest, while her mind was busy with new thoughts.  On her pillow that night she decided that if she were a man, driven by a desire to heal the suffering of the world, she would be the man who took the long exhaustive course of training that enabled him to deal with accidents, contagions, and germ developments.

He looked at her with keen appreciation of her physical freshness and mental strength, and manoeuvred patiently toward the point where he would dare ask blankly how many there were in her family, and on exactly how many acres her father paid tax.  He decided it would not do for at least a week yet; possibly he could raise the subject casually with someone down town who would know, so that he need never ask her at all.  Whatever the answer might be, it was definitely settled in his own mind that Kate was the best chance he had ever had, or probably ever would have.  He mapped out his campaign.  This week, before he must go, he would be her pupil and her slave.  The holiday week he would be her lover.  In the spring he would propose, and in the fall he would marry her, and live on the income from her land ever afterward.  It was a glowing prospect; so glowing that he seriously considered stopping school at once so that her could be at the courting part of his campaign three times a day and every evening.  He was afraid to leave for fear people of the village would tell the truth about him.  He again studied Kate carefully and decided that during the week that was coming, by deft and energetic work he could so win her approval that he could make her think that she knew him better than outsiders did.  So the siege began.

Kate had decided to try making him work, to see if he would, or was accustomed to it.  He was sufficiently accustomed to it that he could do whatever she suggested with facility that indicated practice, and there was no question of his willingness.  He urged her to make suggestions as to what else he could do, after he had made all the needed repairs about the house and premises.  Kate was enjoying herself immensely, before the week was over.  She had another row of wood corded to the shed roof, in case the winter should be severe.  She had the stove she thought would warm her room polished and set up while he was there to do it.  She had the back porch mended and the loose board in the front walk replaced.  She borrowed buckets and cloths and impressed George Holt for the cleaning of the school building which she superintended.  Before the week was over she had every child of school age who came to the building to see what was going on, scouring out desks, blacking stoves, raking the yard, even cleaning the street before the building.