ave him. With little persuasion, indeed almost voluntarily,
he gave John a sacred promise never to touch a card again. And then
there were some moments of that satisfying silence which occurs when a
great danger has been averted or a great wrong been put right.

But Harry looked white and wretched. He had been driven, as it were, out
of the road of destruction, but he felt like a man in a pathless desert
who saw no road of any kind. The fear of a lost child was in his heart.

"What is it, Harry?" asked John, for he saw that his brother was faint
and exhausted.

"Well, John, I have eaten nothing since morning--and my heart sinks. I
have been doing wrong. I am sorry. I ought to have come to you."

"To be sure. Now you shall have food, and then I have something to tell
you that will make you happy." So while Harry ate, John told him of the
renting of Yoden and laid before him all that it promised. And as John
talked the young man's countenance grew radiant and he clasped his
brother's hand and entered with almost boyish enthusiasm into every
detail of the Yoden plan. He was particularly delighted at the prospect
of turning the fine old house into an unique and beautiful modern home.
He laughed joyously as he saw in imagination the blending of the old
carved oak furniture with his own pretty maple and rosewood. His
artistic sense saw at once how the high dark chimney-pieces would glow
and color with his bric-a-brac, and how his historical paintings would
make the halls and stairways alive with old romance; and his copies of
Turner and other landscapes would adorn the sitting-and sleeping-rooms.

John entered fully into his delight and added, "Why, Ramsby told me that
there were some fine old carpets yet on the floors and Genoese velvet
window-curtains lined with rose-colored satin which were not yet past
use."

"Oh, delightful!" cried Harry. "We will blend Lucy's white lace ones
with them. John, I am coming into the dream of my life."

"I know it, Harry. The farm is small but it will be enough. You will
soon have it like a garden. Harry, you were born to live on the land and
by the land, and when you get to Yoden your feverish dream of cities and
their fame and fortune will pass, even from your memory. Lucy and you
are going to be so busy and happy, happier than you ever were before!"

It was however several days before the change could be properly entered
upon. There were points of law to settle and the packing and