It would be a short trip only; he would be back in two or three days, during which all of them should continue to make themselves comfortable.
"George, here, is getting along famously," he declared.

"A few more days of absolute rest, and you'll be all right, eh, brother ?" "I think so." Aunt Sarah now announced luncheon, and they all filed out of the room.
That evening the two brothers were alone.

"I want to talk to you," the visitor had said; and his brother was willing that he should.

Evidently, something weighed heavily on his mind, some imaginary trouble, brought on by his weakened physical condition.
"Now, what is it, brother," said Gilbert as they sat comfortably in their room.
"You know that in my younger days I had a little trouble"-- began the minister, now speaking quite freely.
"I don't recall what you mean." "When I was studying for the ministry--a woman, you--" "O, yes; I remember; but what of it?
That's past and forgotten long ago." "Past, but not forgotten.

I have tried to forget, the Lord knows, by long years of service in the ministry.