"Tell me the very first thing he did." But Martin seemed to hesitate.

"Well," he began slowly, "I've often heard my father tell it.

When they came to that tree with the mark on it, grandfather said, 'Boys, we have reached our home.

Let us thank God.' He went up to a big spruce tree, drove his ax in to the butt, then kneeled down with the two little boys beside him, and I have heard my father say that when he looked away up between the big trees and saw the bit of blue sky there, he thought God was listening at that blue hole between the tree-tops." Martin paused abruptly, and for a few moments silence held the group.

Then Doctor Dunn, clearing his throat, said with quiet emphasis: "And he was right, my boy; make no doubt of that." "Then ?" inquired Miss Brodie softly.