discovered Lois and Lana standing on the shore a little way down stream, and hastened to them.

Lana was as white as a ghost, but to my surprise Lois seemed cheerful and in gayest spirits, and laughed when I saluted her hand. And it relieved me greatly to find her so animated and full of confidence that all would be well with us, and the parting but a brief one.

“I know in my heart it will be brief,” she said smilingly, and permitting both her hands to remain in mine. “Soon, very soon, we shall be again together, Euan, and this interrupted fairy tale, so prettily begun by you and me, shall be once more resumed.”

“To no fairy finish,” I said, “but in sober reality.”

She looked at Lana, laughing: