A great sigh heaved out of his body.

He wanted to put out his tongue and lick the slim white hands that were bringing him peace and comfort.

And then the strangest thing of all happened.

In the crib the baby sat up and began to prattle.

It was a new note to Miki, a new song of Life's spring-tide to him, but it thrilled him as nothing else in all the world had ever thrilled him before.