d it, she was standing in the
doorway. She had made her toilet, and looked fresh and calm.

"These are our flocks and our herds," he said in greeting. "What shall
we call them?"

She smiled rather wanly. "Wasn't it Adam who named the animals? You
shall have that honor."

"Very well," he answered; "but if this is the garden, there is an
angel with a flaming sword at the gateway. Do not pass it again. Our
life is here, here,--do you understand? We must give ourselves time to
get used to it, time to realize that we are alive. We must be very
patient, for whatever has befallen us, whether we are in the body or
out of it, this through which we have passed is a miracle, and only
time can tell if it is more. Do not look upon the change again, at
least not now. You will stay here, and we will work together, and be
content for awhile?"

"Content?" she said, "content? We will be happy."

II

There is always work,
And tools to work withal, for those who will;
And blessed are the horny hands of toil!

LOWELL.

"Do you remember Gabriel Betteredge?" asked Adam, a day or so later,
as he watched her set the house in order after their breakfast. "You
know in times of great mental perturbation he always sought comfort
and counsel from the pages of 'Robinson Crusoe.' When in doubt he
waited until to-morrow, as Robinson advised; and no matter what his
perplexities, he always found just what he wanted in that infallible
book. If I remember correctly, but it's years since I read it,
Robinson goes on a voyage of discovery the first thing."

"He built a raft to get away from the wreck first, I think," she said
reflectively. "Or did he build the raft to get to the wreck? I can't
remember. And then he built a house. Somewhere along there he wrote
down his situation in a deadly parallel; I have sometimes wondered if
he was the inventor of that style. But he offset the debit of being
cast away with gratitude for having escaped with his life. We're not,
at least I'm not, sure that belongs on the credit side."

"We don't want to do much exploring yet," he answered. "If we have no
wreck to supply us with all sorts of things, we have a house ready to
hand, not exactly as we would either of us have ordered it, I fancy,
but better than we could build. Do you know what there is in it? We
might begin our investigations here."

"'With lamp in hand we will explore,'" she hummed, "but two rooms and
a cell