Sue speak: "Oh, it is so good to have some one to share it with,--some
one who understands. I am very lonely, sometimes, Brian. I wonder if you
know?"

"Yes, Auntie Sue, I know, for I have been lonely, too."

And so the old gentlewoman, whose lifework was so nearly finished, and
the man in the flush of his manhood years, whose life had been so nearly
wrecked, were drawn very close by a something that came to them out of
the beauty and the mystery of that hour.

The next day, Brian told Auntie Sue that he would leave on the morrow.

"Leave?" she echoed in dismay. "Why, Brian, where are you going?"

"I don't exactly know," he returned; "but, of course, I must go
somewhere, out into the world again."

"And why must you 'go somewhere, out into the world again'?" she
demanded.

"To work," he answered, smiling. "If I am to go on, as you say, I must
go where I can find something to do."

"If that isn't just like you--you child!" cried the old teacher. "You
are all alike,--you boys and girls. You all must have something to do;
always, it is 'something to do'."

"Well," he returned, "and must we not have something to do?"