bags and rugs,
and a parrot cage, who was now doling French coppers out of the window
of the next compartment. "Seven pence 'apenny of this stuff ain't much
for carrying all that along, I DON'T think!" grumbled his mate; and
Jane's young porter experienced the double joy of faith confirmed, and
willing service generously rewarded.

A telegraph boy walked along the train, saying: "Honrubble Jain
Champyun" at intervals. Jane heard her name, and her arm shot out of
the window.

"Here, my boy! It is for me."

She tore it open. It was from the doctor.

"Welcome home. Just back from Scotland. Will meet you Charing Cross,
and give you all the time you want. Have coffee at Dover. DERYCK."

Jane gave one hard, tearless sob of thankfulness and relief. She had
been so lonely.

Then she turned to the window. "Here, somebody! Fetch me a cup of
coffee, will you?"

Coffee was the last thing she wanted; but it never occurred to any one
to disobey the doctor, even at a distance.

The young porter, who still stood sentry at the door of Jane's
compartment, dashed off to the refreshment room; and, just as the train
began to move, handed a cup of steaming coffee and a plate of
bread-and-butter in at the window.

"Oh, thank you, my good fellow," said Jane, putting the plate on the
seat, while she dived into her pocket. "Here! you have done very well
for me. No, never mind the change. Coffee at a moment's notice should
fetch a fancy price. Good-bye."

The train moved on, and the porter stood looking after it with tears in
his eyes. Over the first half-crown he had said to himself: "Milk and
new-laid eggs." Now, as he pocketed the second, he added the other two
things mentioned by the parish doctor: "Soup and jelly"; and his heart
glowed. "Your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of these
things."

And Jane, seated in a comfortable corner, choked back the tears of
relief which threatened to fall, drank her coffee, and was thereby more
revived than she could have thought possible. She, also, had need of
many things. Not of half-crowns; of those she had plenty. But above all
else she needed just now a wise, strong, helpful friend, and Deryck had
not failed her.

She read his telegram through once more, and smiled. How like him to
think of the coffee; and oh, how like him to be coming to the station.

She took off her hat and leaned back against the cushions. She had been
travelling night and day, in one feverish whirl of