His faith in Mr.Keen was naturally boundless; he believed that whatever the Tracer attempted could not result in failure.
He desired nothing in the world so ardently as to see Kerns safely married.

His own happiness may have been the motive power which had set him in action in behalf of his friend--that and a certain indefinable desire to practice a species of heavenly revenge, of grateful retaliation upon the prime mover and _collaborateur_, if not the sole author, of his own wedded bliss.

Kerns had made him happy.
"And I'm hanged if I don't pay him off and make him happy, too!" muttered Gatewood.

"Does he think I'm going to sit still and see him go tearing and gyrating about town with no responsibility, no moral check to his evolutions, no wholesome home duties to limit his acrobatics, no wife to clip his wings?
It's time he had somebody to report to; time he assumed moral burdens and spiritual responsibilities.

A man is just as happy when he is certain where he is going to sleep.