In any case, I'm ready to do anything you wish." She smiled gratefully.

"Did you ever know any one to do a favor who wasn't asked to repeat it--paying one debt by contracting another, finding a creditor who will trust, and trading on his trust?
Yet I'd rather owe you two debts than most men one." She held out her hand to him.

"Well, it doesn't do to mope--'The merry heart goes all the day, the sad one tires in a mile-a.' And I am out for all day.

Please wish me a happy new year." He took her hand in both of his.

"I wish you to go through this year as you ended the last--in a blaze of glory." "Yes, really a blaze if not of glory," she said, with bright tears, yet laughing, too, a big warm humour shining in her strong face with the dark brown eyes and the thick, heavy eyebrows under a low, broad forehead like his own.