of extreme youth."

"I am not extremely young."

"You? I was referring to our brown brother. He is becoming uneasy
again. What's the matter with him?"

Whatever was the matter, it reached, at that moment, an acute stage
and Sami disappeared through the door into the kitchen. Perhaps his
ears were sharper than theirs and his eyes keener. He may have seen
a large umbrella coming across the clearing.

Miss Farr frowned. "Sami is afraid of father," she explained
briefly. The door opened as she added, "I wonder why?"

"A caprice of childhood, my daughter," said the old doctor mildly.
"Who indeed can account for the vagaries of the young?"

"They are usually quite easy to account for," replied his daughter
coldly. "You must have frightened the child some time."

"Tut, tut, my dear. How could an old fogey like myself frighten
anyone?"

"I don't know. But I should like to."

Father and daughter looked at each other for a moment. And again the
captive on the sofa found himself disliking intensely the glance of
the old man's pale blue eyes. He was glad to see that they fell
before the grey eyes of the girl.