be more than one Opal in America!

"Father Paul, I notice that the Lusitania is to sail for America on the
third of July. Can't we make it?"

Verdayne smiled quietly at the suddenness of the proposal, but was not
unduly surprised. He remembered many unaccountable impulses of his own
when his life was young and his blood was hot. He remembered too with a
tender gratitude how his father had humored him and--was he not "Father
Paul"?

"I see no reason why not, Boy."

"You see, I have already lost a whole month out of my one free year. I
am unwilling to waste a single hour of it, Father Paul--wouldn't you be?
And we _must_ see America together, you and I, before I go back
to--prison!"

"Certainly, Boy, certainly. My time is yours--when you want it, and
where you want it, the whole year through!"

"I know that, Father Paul, and--I thank you!"

It was more difficult to arrange matters with Lady Henrietta. She was
not so young as she once was and she still adored her son, as only the
mother of but one child can adore, and could not bear the idea of having
him away from her. Old and steady as he had now become, he was still her
boy, the idol of her heart. Yet she felt, as her son did, that the Boy
was entitled to the few months of liberty left him, and she did not
greatly object, though there was a wistful look in her eyes as they