on.'

'Yes, my dear, you will. God will reward you in His own best way,' said
Miss Peck, with tears in her eyes.

Gladys sat late by the fire that night, pondering her new scheme, and
developing its details with great rapidity. She found the greatest
comfort and pleasure in such planning; for, though she was the envied of
many, there were times, though unconfessed, when she was weighed down by
her own loneliness, when a sense of desolation, as keen as any she had
ever experienced in Colquhoun Street, made all the lovelier things of
life seem of no account.

Next morning Gladys drove her guest into Troon, and at sight of the
great sea, its breast troubled with wintry storms, tossing and rolling
in wildest unrest, Teen appeared for the first time really moved.

'It's fearsome,' she said in an awe-stricken whisper,--'fearsome!
Michty me, look at the waves! It's fearsome to look at.'

'How odd that it should strike you so!' exclaimed Gladys. 'It always
rests and soothes me; the wilder it is, the deeper the quiet it infuses
into my soul. See the tall shadow yonder through the mists, the
mountains of Arran; and that is Ayr, across Prestwick Bay; and these
rocks jutting out into the sea, the Heads of Ayr. Do you see that house
with the flagstaff, at the top of the Links? It is Mr. Fordyce's house,
The Anchorage, where I lived all summer. It is splendid here to-day.
Stand still, Firefly, you impatient animal; we are not ready to go yet.'

'I wad be feared to live in that hoose,' said Teen. 'The waves micht
come up in the nicht an' wash it away. Jist look at that yin the noo.'

A great green wave, with its angry crest of foam, came rolling in with
apparently resistless force, and spent itself on the pebbly shore with a
sullen roar.

'"Thus far shalt thou come, and no farther,"' said Gladys, with a faint
smile, and a momentary uplifting of her eyes to the grey wintry sky.
'"He holdeth the sea in the hollow of His hand."'

'Some day, when it is very fine, I shall take you to Ayr,' said Gladys,
as she turned the pony's head. 'I have often thought how I should like
to bring Liz here. I cannot tell you how I feel about her; I think about
her almost continually.'

'So dae I, though I think, mind, she's been very shabby to me; but she
was my chum,' said Teen, with an unusually soft look on her face. 'She
didna care a button what she said to a body, but at the same she wad dae
onything for ye.'

'And you still think she is