office for him. He sent out word to go on. He would follow."

"What! after all Genevieve went through, all those hardships and
dangers? You'd think that even he--"

"Look I oh, look I there she is now!" cried the girl, pressing close
against the fence and waving her handkerchief between the pickets.

"Where? Yes, I see! beside your mother!" exclaimed Ashton, and he
lifted his hat on his cane.

The signals won them recognition from the approaching ladies, the
younger of whom responded with a quietly upraised hand. Beside her
walked a rosy-cheeked blonde young Englishman, while in front a big
square-built man thrust the crowd forward ahead of them. They were
followed by two maids, a valet, and two porters, with hand luggage.

As the party emerged from the gateway the younger lady leaned forward
and spoke in a clear soft voice: "Turn to the left, Tom."

The big man in the lead swerved out of the crowd and across the corner
past Miss Gantry, who was advancing with outstretched arms, her eyes
sparkling with joyous excitement.

"Vievie!" she half shrieked.

Blake glanced over his shoulder and stopped short at sight of the
girls locked in each other's arms. After a moment's fervent embrace,
Dolores thrust her cousin out at arm's-length and surveyed her from
top to toe with radiant eyes.