"You have never seen my mother yet, Julian.

Ah, how I long to see her again! she has been such a mother to me! There are times when I think if I have to give up this profession of arms, and take to a quiet life, I could have a very happy life at home with my mother.

We suit each other so well, and we are like each other in our foibles and weaknesses.

I think I have inherited my cranky health from her, but not her beauty.

You will see for yourself how little like her I am in that respect when we get home." To Julian, who had known nothing of the joys of home since he left his valley in the far south of the Western world, and who had no home to call his own now, there was something touching in the eagerness of Wolfe to reach his home and his mother.