Don't think I'm conceited, Nancy; lots of the Professors told
me that the Bar exams. would be comparatively easy to me."

"Of course they will be," said Nancy confidently, "and meanwhile you
could be on the look out for a constituency, couldn't you?"

"Ye-es," replied Bob doubtfully. "Of course, I'd rather get called
first, but it could be managed. As it happens, I'm comfortably off,
and so I need not be dependent on my profession."

"Anyhow, we must say nothing about our--our----"

"Engagement," suggested Bob, as Nancy hesitated.

"Call it what you like, but we must keep it quiet for the present, and
be very circumspect and all that. So, as we've been here for quite a
long while, we had better be getting home."

Bob crumpled up the newspaper and threw it over the cliff.

"It's horrible, isn't it?" she said, as they watched it falling from
rock to rock until it fell into the sea; "but it can't affect us, can
it, Bob?"

"No," replied Bob, "it can't affect us. Nothing shall affect us,
Nancy, and nothing shall come between us. I feel as though I could do
anything now, and there's nothing I won't do to win a position worthy
of you. I'll work like a slave. I'll map out my programme to the
minutest detail, and I'll win all along the line. Edward VII was
called a peacemaker, and everybody admired him for it. But I'll do
more than he ever did. Just think of it! To be known throughout the
country, and throughout the world, as the man who made war on war, and
made it impossible. I'll give my life to it, Nancy--my whole life!"

"And where do I come in?" she asked, with mock sorrow.

"You! You come in everywhere. You are everything. You are my love,
my inspiration; but for you everything would be impossible. One more
kiss, Nancy, while no one can see us."

When Bob Nancarrow returned home that night he was the happiest man in
Cornwall. More than he had ever hoped for had come to pass. Nancy had
promised to wait for him because she loved him. She had preferred him
to all others, and sacrificed brilliant prospects because of her love
for him. The sky of his life seemed cloudless. Nothing, as far as he
could see, stood in the way of his attaining his highest hopes. The
plan which had so suddenly been born in his mind and heart grew in
attractiveness. He had the most glorious objective in the world. He
saw an outlet for his energies, while the cause for which he would
stand appealed to all that was n