He fought the great lone fight--" "And so mine." "And died fighting." "And so shall mine.

So shall we all, we Welses." He shook her playfully, in token of returning spirits.

"But I intend to sell out,--mines, Company, everything,--and study Browning." "Still the fight.

You can't discount the blood, father." "Why were you not a boy ?" he demanded, abruptly.

"You would have been a splendid one.