I suppose the captain finds himself better in warm countries--he always said so.
My bairn will come back when she can--I know she will.

And the boys are very good--specially Duncan." For Mr.Cardross had now, he thought, discovered germs of ability in his youngest boy, and was concentrating all his powers in educating him for college and the ministry.

This, and his growing absorption in his books, reconciled him more than might have been expected to his daughter's absence; or else the inevitable necessity of things, which, as we advance in years, becomes so strange and consoling an influence over us, was working slowly upon the good old minister.

He did not seem heart-broken or even heart-wounded--he did his parish work with unfailing diligence; but as, Sunday after Sunday, he passed from the Manse garden through the kirk-yard, where, green and moss-covered now, was the one white stone which bore the name of "Helen Lindsay, wife of the Reverend Alexander Cardross," he was often seen to glance at it less sorrowfully than smilingly.

Year by year, the world and its cares were lessening and slipping away from him, as they had long since slipped from her who once shared them all.