h call answered call,
mate invited mate; all the wild things of the wood were voicing their
need, each of the other.

So the Beautiful Lady left behind her the sheltered hollow in the wood,
and turned her face toward the sea with its beating storms, and she
turned with gladness.

It was late the next afternoon when she came at last to her home on the
harbor.

Sophie, warned by a telegram, was waiting for her.

"Oh, dearest dear," she said, as they embraced each other in the garden,
"you beauty! Why, Diana, you don't look a day over twenty."

"I'm so happy, Sophie. Happy women are always young. Oh, I've so much to
tell you. Your letter came with all the other letters. How silly we have
been! That's the way with half the troubles in life. How easy it would
be to be happy if only we could look into the minds of other people."

Peter Pan, hearing Diana's voice, came to them, tumultuously, leaping
above the nasturtium borders and the brilliant flower beds.

Diana picked him up. "Think of it, Peter," she said, in her thrilling
voice; "you're going to live up the road with me for all the rest of
your life--in Anthony's house, and I am going to live there, too."

Sophie gasped. "Oh, has it come to that?"

"It has come to everything that means happiness," Diana answered. "Let's
go up-stairs, Sophie, where we can talk."

As they entered the house Delia came to meet them. Her face lacked its
usual beaming welcome. "Oh, my dear," she said, "I'm glad to see you so
much better, but it is a sad errand which has brought you."

"Sad--what do you mean, Delia?"

The two women exchanged glances, and Sophie faltered, "Didn't you get my
telegram, Diana?"

"Telegram--no, I've heard nothing."

"It's Justin. He's dreadfully hurt. His air-ship fell, and Anthony has
him at Harbor Light."

She sketched the details. "Betty is there. Anthony won't let any one see
him. But he thinks Betty should be within call."

"Oh, Sophie, is it as bad as that----?"

"It is about as bad as it can be, Diana."

When they had talked it over, it was decided that Diana should call up
Anthony and ask to see Betty at Harbor Light; when she had given the
telephone number she found herself shivering with expectation. In a
moment she would hear his voice!

She was told, however, that Dr. Blake was out on an important case; that
he would not be back until late.

"Perhaps I'd better wait until he returns before I make any plans,"
Diana told Sophie, a