On the ride back to campus, David finally broke the silence.
“I saw Sophia Adams the other day.”
Concordia looked up. “Oh? How is she? I haven’t seen her in a few weeks. I understand she is quite busy these days.”
And no wonder. Sophia Adams had added another cause in her mission to improve women’s lives: educating them about venereal disease. She and several prominent doctors in the city were discussing the formation of a social hygiene association, modeled after those in Chicago and Philadelphia, to change behaviors and dispel misinformation. Concordia knew that, if anyone could do so, it would be Sophia Adams.
“She’s fine,” David answered. “Seems to be fully recovered.” He hesitated. “She told me that you had worked out who had attacked her, but she would not tell me anyt
