did not swallow romance it should have
done so. I don't suppose I could ever think as much of any woman as I do
of you, and I know that no woman could make my house so bright and
cheerful. I was afraid of any complication that might hurt my prospects
as a physician, my standing in the opinion of a careful and
discriminating public; so, influenced by that sense of self-protection,
I broke our engagement. But now I beg of you to renew it."

"On your knees!" she said, without looking at him.

"Now, Guinea, that's ridiculous. I am willing to make all sorts of
amends----"

"On your knees!" she said.

"I see that there is no use to appeal to your reason. I suppose,
however, that the way to reason with a woman is to gratify her whim and
then appeal to her sense. It is a foolish thing to do, but in order to
secure a hearing I will do as you say."

He sank upon his knees. She glanced down at him and then looked up at
the sky. He began to talk, but she stopped him with a motion of her
hand.

"You have heard the preacher say that we must be born again," she said.
"I have been born again--born into the kingdom of love, and I find
myself in a rapturous heaven. Get up." He obeyed, and she continued.
"And you are so far from this kingdom that I cannot see you--you are off
somewhere in the dark, and to me your words are cold. But there is one
who stands in the light and I must go to him."

I sprang from my seat and hastened down the stairs. My heart beat fast,
and I trembled. I was frightened like a child, like a timid overgrown
boy, who is called to the table to sit beside a girl whom he slyly
worships; and I ran away--down the path to the spring. I heard her
calling me, and I stood there trembling, waiting for a holy spirit that
was searching for me; and worship made me dumb. She came down the path,
and, seeing me, hastened toward me with her head bent forward and her
hands held out. And I caught her in my arms, swept her off the ground
and held her to my beating heart.

And over the stones the water was laughing, and the strip of green
moss-land flashed in the sun. I saw the old man walking up the ravine,
with his hands behind him, and I caught the faint sound of a tune he was
humming. Slowly her arms came from about my neck, and hand in hand we
walked toward the house, she in the shining path, I on the green sward;
and as we drew near we saw Alf and Millie, standing under a tree,
waiting for us.

The End.

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