Evelyn, will you rest here while I go petition AEsculapius?
Haward, when I have the recipe I will return, and impart it to you against the time when you need it.

No, no, child, stay where you are! I will be back anon." Having waved aside his daughter's faint protest, the Colonel departed,--a gallant figure of a man, with a pretty wit and a heart that was benevolently gay.

As he went down the path he paused to gather a sprig of lilac.

"Westover--Fair View," he said to himself, and smiled, and smelled the lilac; then--though his ills were somewhat apocryphal--walked off at a gouty pace across the buttercup-sprinkled green toward the house of Dr.
Contesse.
Haward and Evelyn, left alone, kept silence for a time in the quiet room that was filled with late sunshine and the fragrance of flowers.

He stood by the window, and she sat in a great chair, with her hands folded in her lap, and her eyes upon them.