It was several weeks after that aeci- j
dental meeting of the child Ninette and
her bonne that Lorimer, turning, ;
as was his wont, to thoughts for I
others, ordered his horse to ride over
to Glenburnie. White Cliffs was giving
thanks for mercies received, and it was
only just that old Cato should be made
a sharer in the universal joy
"I think I'll just read him Dick's let
ter entire, he said to Rafe, who was
lengthening his stirrup straps for him
after he had mounted. "It is such a
bright, happy letter, and tells it all so
clearly."
"It's been worth a drug-shop-full of
tonics to mother, said Rafe, applying
his broad open palm vigorously to the
shining flank of Lorrie's horse by way
of Bend-ofC.
i. "Doa't sootier. .move untill come
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back," Lorrls look! over his shoulder
to onmmsod.
from her late ai knes,. wMcuayinir o
from her late .1. Unes. wa, essaying (
trrap onca more the domestic ,ept r
"Yoo are not U move. "JJ
that bitf chair
.-irs von are not-
Mrt Lorimer sank into the chair
with a new sort of docility. This illness
and the hours of reflection that had
come to her with convalescence had
lessened her sense of self-importance
materially. It t-e.-uied highly probable
that tho world, and cv. n White C liffs,
would have ouo on even if she had
not.
