* * * * Her grave is there now." The minister now was silent.

His lips twitched again.

Chester once more wondered why such things should affect him.

The man's arm clung to Chester firmly as if he wished support; and Chester's heart warmed to him.

Was he not Lucy's father?
Should he not know all he desired to know about the man who had expressed deep regard for his daughter?
"I think you are tired," said Chester.