similarity in that respect is what draws me so strongly to you.
And it's that that makes me hope I can win you. Oh, Jen--there's
so much to be done in the world--and you and I could have such a
splendid happy life doing our share of it.''

She was once more looking at him with an encouraging interest.
But she said, gently: ``Let's not talk about that any more
to-day, Davy.''

``But you'll think about it?'' urged he.

``Yes,'' said she. ``Let's be friends--and--and see what
happens.''

Hull strolled up to the house with her, but refused to stop for
lunch. He pleaded an engagement; but it was one that could--and
in other circumstances would --have been broken by telephone.
His real reason for hurrying away was fear lest Jane should open
out on the subject of Victor Dorn with her father, and, in her
ignorance of the truth as to the situation, should implicate him.

She found her father already at home and having a bowl of
crackers and milk in a shady corner of the west veranda. He was
chewing in the manner of those whose teeth are few and not too
secure. His brows were knitted and he looked as if not merely
joy but everything except disagreeable sensation had long since
fled his life beyond hope of return--an air not uncommon among
the world's successful men. However, at sight of his lovely
young daughter his face cleared somewhat and he shot at her from
under his wildly and savagely narrowed eyebrows a glance of