"Aw, now, I'm--glad--" he exclaimed, and he sat down, half covering his face with shaking hands.
"Jack, we'll start over," said Belllounds, earnestly, and his big eyes shone with a warm and beautiful light.

"Right hyar.

We'll never speak of where you've been these three years.

Never again!" Jack gazed up, then, with all the sullenness and shadow gone.
"Father, you were wrong about--doing me good.

It's done me harm.