Another good omen! _In hoc vince!_ He heard her coming.
Now--how should he begin?
He must be very tactful.

He must break it to her gently.
Helen, closing the door behind her, came slowly down the sunny room.

The graceful lines of her tall figure looked well, in the severe simplicity of her riding-habit.

Her mass of beautiful hair was tucked away beneath her riding-hat.

But nothing could take from the calm sweetness of her face, nor the steady expectant kindness of her eyes.