Isn't it great?"

"Is he, indeed?" and the elderly woman looked her surprise.

"Oh, yes. When I spoke to him about it he said that he wished to think
it over, and might let me know in a few days. Oh, I hope that he will
decide to go, don't you?"

Nannie made no reply for a few minutes, but went on with her supper.

"And what will become of me?" she at length asked.

"Why, you must go with us, of course. You will not mind going, will
you?"

"Not now," was the quiet reply. "I have been quite happy here because
I had you to think about and love. But you will be leaving soon, I
feel sure, and how could I endure this place without you? You have
little idea how much I missed you when you were away at school."

"Why do you think I shall be leaving soon?" Glen asked.

"I am not altogether blind, dear," and Nannie smiled. "You know the
story of the Sleeping Beauty. Only the man who was bold enough could
win her, and when he did venture into the enchanted place, a marvellous
change ensued. So it has happened here."

"But I am not a sleeping beauty, Nannie," and Glen blushed, for she
well understood the meaning of her companion's words.

"A very active beauty, I should say," and the woman looked with
admiration upon the fair face before her. "But the principle is the
same. The Prince has come, he has won your heart, and a great change
has been wrought in this place, which has affected even your father.
Now, isn't that true?"

Glen rose suddenly to her feet, and threw her arms lovingly about
Nannie's neck. There were tears in her eyes, but they were tears of
joy.

"You dear, dear old Nannie!" she cried. "How in the world did you
learn the secret of my heart?"

"How could I help it?" was the laughing reply. "Your face alone would
have betrayed the secret, even if I had not guessed it. And the Prince
really loves you, Glen. But, there, I suppose he has told you all
this."

"Indeed he has not. He never said a word to me," was the emphatic
denial. "I don't believe he ever thought of doing so."

Nannie merely smiled at the girl's charming candour and unaffected
simplicity. It pleased her to know that Glen was not ashamed of her
love, and it was good to watch her bubbling over with the happiness of
her new-found joy.

Glen spent much of the next morning upon the water in her canoe. She
visited the places where she and Reynolds had gone that first day they
had been together. She lived over again