We will go to him.

And may God guide us aright!" That afternoon the two grey-haired men visited Vadrome Mountain, and there they found Charley at work in the little room that the two men had built.

Charley nodded pleasantly when the Cure introduced his brother, but showed no further interest at first.

He went on working at the cupboard under his hand.

His cap was off and his hair was a little rumpled where the wound had been, for he had a habit of rubbing the place now and then--an abstracted, sensitive motion--although he seemed to suffer no pain.