"Then I trust she will be content with New York," insinuated De
Forrest; "for Mr. Hemstead speaks as if the stars were created for
his especial benefit."

"You are enjoying some honey, Mr. De Forrest?" said Hemstead,
quietly.

"Yes."

"Did the flowers grow and the bees gather for your especial benefit?"

"I admit I'm answered."

"But," said sceptical Mr. Harcourt, "when you've got through with
this world how do you know but that you will drop off into space?"

"Come," said Addie, rising from the table, "I protest against a
sermon before Sunday."

They now returned to the parlor, Hemstead making the transition in
safety, but with no little trepidation.






CHAPTER III.