He grumbled--and went." She looked up shyly at Berkley, smiled for the first time, then her pale young face grew beautiful and solemn.
"You dear girl," he said impulsively, taking both her hands and kissing them.

"I am so glad for you--and for him.

I knew it would come true." "Yes.

But I had to tell him--I started to tell him--and--oh, would you believe how splendid he is! He _knew_ already! He stopped me short--and I never can forget the look in his face.

And he said: 'Child--child! You can tell me nothing I am not already aware of.
And I am aware of nothing except your goodness.'" "I _thought_ I knew Phineas Benton," said Berkley, warmly.