HAWARD AND EVELYN MacLean put aside with much gentleness the hands of his surgeon, and, rising to his feet, answered the question in Haward's eyes by producing a slip of paper and gravely proffering it to the man whom he served.

Haward took it, read it, and handed it back; then turned to the Quaker maiden.
"Mistress Truelove Taberer," he said courteously.

"Are you staying in town?
If you will tell me where you lodge, I will myself conduct you thither." Truelove shook her head, and slipped her hand into that of her brother Ephraim.

"I thank thee, friend," she said, with gentle dignity, "and thee, too, Angus MacLean, though I grieve that thee sees not that it is not given us to meet evil with evil, nor to withstand force with force.
Ephraim and I can now go in peace.

I thank thee again, friend, and thee." She gave her hand first to Haward, then to MacLean.