"Hush!" she smiled--"I want to think..." But a new idea had struck McTaggart. Absently she let him lead her to where two great gilded chairs stood on a dais, under a canopy. "Sit there," he commanded. She settled herself easily, her slim shape swallowed up between the great carved arms, beneath the shield of the Maramonte. He stood back to look at her, as she went on, thoughtfully: "We're rich, then, Peter?--ever so rich." "Yes," he nodded his head gravely. "What are you puzzling out now?" "I was thinking of Roddy," she confessed--"Of all that this may mean--to him." "He's to be your Court Painter, my queen"--McTaggart's eyes never left her--"Won't he love Italy? And Aunt Elizabeth?--She knows!--I told her the whole story, Jill. She's been a brick to keep the secret." Then he mounted the dais--impatiently--as she still dreamed on. "I say, Jill. You've never thanked me! This is my wedding present, you see." Jill gave a little start. Impulsively she opened her arms. "Oh, Peter!--do forgive me." But he slipped down at her feet. For a moment he knelt there, arms about her, his face pressed against her knees. She could feel, through her dress, his burning cheeks, the wave of longing that swept across him ... Then, slowly, he lifted his head. His eyes, blue as the heavens beyond, drank their fill. He whispered her name. "Jill ... my darling little wife!" THE END NOVELS BY MURIEL HINE APRIL PANHASARD "As delightful a love-story as summer readers can pray for."--_New York World_. "An excellent novel with a delightful atmosphere and a plot that the reader will follow with interest."--_New York Herald_. EARTH "A sincere and clever piece of work that should find an appreciative public."--_Westminster Gazette_. "An admirably written story which will take high rank in contemporary fiction."--_Rochester Post-Express_. HALF IN EARNEST "The author knows and sees much and can write it both intelligently and pleasantly."--_Sketch_ (_London_). "A well-built, well-written tale."--_Washington Evening Star_. LONDON: JOHN LANE, THE BODLEY HEAD NEW YORK: JOHN LANE COMPANY End of Project Gutenberg's The Man with the Double Heart, by Muriel Hine