It is the Road." Linforth's evident emotion came upon Ralston as an unexpected thing.

He was carried back suddenly to his own youth, and was surprised to recollect that he, too, had once cherished great plans.

He saw himself as he was to-day, and, side by side with that disillusioned figure, he saw himself as he had been in his youth.

A smile of friendliness came over his face.
"If I had shut my eyes," he said, "I should have thought it was your father who was speaking." Linforth turned quickly to Ralston.
"My father.

You knew him ?" "Yes." "I never did," said Dick regretfully.
Ralston nodded his head and continued: "Twenty-six years ago we were here in Peshawur together.