Her voice broke. He drew himself up, and took her in his arms. "My dear girl," he said, "my dear girl----" "I never met a man like you, I never believed there were--such men----" He felt her tears against his hand. "Listen," he said quietly; "let me tell you something of my life." He told her the things he had told Randy. Of the little wife he had not loved. "Perhaps if it had not been for her, I should not have had the courage to offer to you my--maimed--self. When I married her I was strong and young and had wealth to give her. Yet I did not give her love. And love is more than all the rest. I have that to give you--you know it." "Yes." "I have some money. I don't think it is going to count much with either of us. What will count is the way we plan our future. I have a big old ranch, and we'll live in it--with the dairy and the wide kitchen that you've talked about--and you won't have to wait for another world, dearest, to get your heart's desire----" "I have my heart's desire," she whispered; "you are--my world." II Madge wrote to George Dalton that she was going to marry Major Prime. "There is no reason why we should put it off; Georgie. The clergyman who prayed for Flora will perform the ceremony, and the wedding will be at the Flippins' farm. "It seems, of course, too good to be true. Not many women have such luck. Not my kind of women anyway. We meet men as a rule who want us to be gilded girls, and not golden ones. But Mark wants me to be gold all through. And I shall try to be---- We are to live on his ranch, a place that passes in California for a farm--a sort of glorified country place. Mrs. Flippin is teaching me to make butter, so that I can superintend my own dairy, and I have learned a great deal about chickens and eggs. "I am going to be a housewife in what I call a reincarnated sense--loving my house and the things which belong to it, and living as a part of it, not above it, and looking down upon it. Perhaps all American women will come to that some day and I shall simply be blazing the way for them. I shall probably grow rosy and round, and if you ever ride up to my door-step, yon will find me a buxom and blooming matron instead of a golden girl. And you won't like it in the least. But my husband will like it, because he thinks a bit as I do about it, and he doesn't care for the woman who lives for her looks. "I shall come and see Flora before I go West. But I am going to be married first. We both have a feeling that it must be now--that something might happen if we put it off, and nothing must happen. I love him too much. Of course you won't believe that. I can hardly believe it myself. But I have someone to climb the heights with me, Georgie, and we shall ascend to the peak--together."