Her hands trembled as she glanced again at the scribbled fly leaf; and more closely at the words penciled at the bottom: "Baptized Elizabeth at Harris's." Thatcher wanted this book to use against Bassett.

Bassett was a collector of fine bindings; she had heard it spoken of in the family.

It was part of Marian's pride in her father that he was a bookish man.

When the minister returned to his seat Sylvia asked as she put down the book:-- "Who was Elizabeth ?" And then, little by little, in his abrupt way, he told the story, much as he had told it that night on the Kankakee, with pauses for which Sylvia was grateful--they gave her time for thought, for filling in the lapses, for visualizing the scene he described.

And the shadow of the Morton Bassett she knew crept into the picture.