e, how he had weathered the storm for seventy odd years,
and his Almighty Father was bringing him into harbour at last. 'I can't
pray for life any longer, Glory. Many a time I did so in the old days
when I had to bring up my little granddaughter, but my task is over now,
and after the day is done where is the tired labourer who does not lie
down to his rest with a will?'

"The doctor has been and gone. There is no ailment, and nothing to be
done or hoped. It is only a general failure and a sinking earthward of
the poor worn-out body as the soul rises to the heaven that is waiting to
receive it. What a pagan I feel beside him! And how glad I am that I
didn't talk of leaving him again when he was on the eve of his far longer
journey! I have sent the aunties to bed, but Rosa has made me promise to
awaken her at four, that she may take her turn at his bedside.

* * * * *

"Next Morning.--Rosa relieved me during the night, and I came to my room
and lay down in the dullness of the dawn. But now I am sorry that I
allowed her to do so, for I did not sleep, and grandfather appears to
have been troubled with dreams. I fancied he shuddered a little as I left
them together, and more than once through the wall I heard him cry,
'Bring him back!' in the toneless voice of one who is labouring under the
terrors of a nightmare. But each time I heard Rosa comforting him, so I
lay down again without going in.

"Being stronger this morning, he has been propped up in bed writing a
letter. When he called for the pens and paper I asked if I couldn't write
it for him, but the old darling made a great mystery of the matter, and
looked artful, and asked if it was usual to fight your enemy with his own
powder and shot. Of course I humoured him and pretended to be mighty
curious, though I think I know who the letter was written to, all the
same that he kept the address side of the envelope hidden even when the
front of it was being sealed. He sealed it with sealing-wax, and I held
the candle while he did so, with his poor trembling fingers in danger
from the light, and then I stamped it with my mother's pearl ring, and he
smuggled it under the pillow.

"Since breakfast he has shown an increased inclination to doze, but there
have been visits from the wardens and from neighbouring parsons, for a
_locum tenens_ has had to be appointed. Of course, they have all inquired
where his pain is, and on being told that he ha