Felix stood and watched him for a moment--almost groping about in the dusk; then he led him to the door, with a tender, almost fraternal movement.

"Is that all you have to say ?" asked Mr.
Brand.
"Yes, it 's all--but it will bear a good deal of thinking of." Felix went with him to the garden-gate, and watched him slowly walk away into the thickening twilight with a relaxed rigidity that tried to rectify itself.

"He is offended, excited, bewildered, perplexed--and enchanted!" Felix said to himself.

"That 's a capital mixture.".