He said he had returned to Halsey two years ago, hoping to carry Eunice back with him as his wife; but in her state of health they had both seen this to be impossible. Then he went on to say how unconsciously at first his heart had turned to the sister of the woman he had loved so dearly in his youth, and how Eunice had not refused to sanction his love, though she had utterly forbidden him to speak then or for some time to come. "Has the time come now when I may speak? And will you not listen to me?" That was the sum of what followed, though many words were used in saying it; and it must be owned that Fidelia was moved by them--for a time. If he had come himself it would have been a much more troublesome matter. But her dream had passed, and so had the pain it had caused her, though it took a little time to make her sure that it was so. After reading her letter over again, she wrapped a shawl about her, and went up the hill till she came to the turn of the road where she had seen Dr Justin standing soothing his startled mare. She could think of it all quietly enough now, and her calmness might have helped her to the knowledge of what her answer ought to be. But she allowed herself to ponder over it. It was a pleasant life that was set before her. She might have a charming home, intellectual society, a chance to improve herself, a chance also to do good to others. There would be the happy mean--neither poverty nor riches, and a home of her own; and for a time she was not aware how the possibility of taking all this into consideration, and of weighing it all quietly, proved that she did not care for Justin Everett as she ought to do before she answered him, "Yes." There was the further question, though she scarcely dared to pursue it. Was the man who could thus transfer his affections really worthy of her trust? She shrank back when she thought of the past, as if she were wronging her sister's memory. "You are not worrying about anything, are you, Fidelia?" said Mrs Stone at last. "Worrying? No; I hope not. I don't think so. Why do you ask?" "Was the big letter that Calvin brought you the other day from Dr Justin Everett?" "Yes, it was," answered Fidelia, with a touch of vexation in her voice. "I wouldn't have asked only--" "Oh, there is no harm done!" said Fidelia, laughing. "I hope not," said Mrs Stone gravely. "I have been expecting it ever since you came here. You mustn't think I want to meddle, dear. I want just to tell you something that Eunice said to me. Oh, yes! She knew it might come some time. But she would not say a word about it. She said that the Lord would guide you right in this and in all other things. And so He will, if you ask Him." Mrs Stone gathered up her work, and rose to leave the room. "Tell me about it, Aunt Ruby," said Fidelia gently. There was not much to tell. For herself, Mrs Stone had not a word to say. Even when Fidelia asked her advice, she replied quietly--