rything was all right.

"I shall find it," said Hyacinth, as she got up. "Thank you, dear."

She found it, she sat there, and her heart was very bitter at first
against Udo and against Belvane, and even against her father for going
away and leaving her; but by and by the peace of the place wrapped
itself around her, and she felt that she would find a way out of her
difficulties somehow. Only she wished that her father would come
back, because he loved her, and she felt that it would be nice to be
loved again.

"It is beautiful, isn't it?" said a voice from behind her.

She turned suddenly, as a tall young man stepped out from among the
trees.

"Oh, who are you, please?" she asked, amazed at his sudden appearance.
His dress told her nothing, but his face told her things which she
was glad to know.

"My name," he said, "is Coronel."

"It is a pretty name."

"Yes, but don't be lead away by it. It belongs to nobody very
particular. Do you mind if I sit down? I generally sit down here
about this time."

"Oh, do you live in the forest?"

"I have lived here for the last week." He gave her a friendly smile,
and added, "You're late, aren't you?"

"Late?"

"Yes, I've been expecting you for the last seven days."

"How did you know there was any me at all?" smiled Hyacinth.

With a movement of his hand Coronel indicated the scene in front of
him.

"There had to be _somebody_ for whom all this was made. It wanted
somebody to say thank you to it now and then."

"Haven't you been doing that all this week?"

"Me? I wouldn't presume. No, it's your glade, and you've neglected
it shamefully."

"There's a little girl who comes here," said Hyacinth. "I wonder if
you have seen her?"

Coronel turned away. There were secret places in his heart into which
Hyacinth could not come--yet.

"She danced," he said shortly.

There was silence between them for a little, but a comfortable
silence, as if they were already old friends.

"You know," said Hyacinth, looking down at him as he lay at her feet,
"you ought not to be here at all, really."

"I wish I could think that," said Coronel. "I had a horrible feeling
that duty called me here. I love those places where one really
oughtn't to be at all, don't you?"

"I love being here," sighed Hyacinth. "Wiggs was quite right."
Seeing him look up at her she added, "Wiggs is the little girl who
dances, you know."

"She would be right," said Coronel, looking awa