I suppose the friend you're looking for will be glad to see you ?" "The friend I'm looking for will certainly be glad to see me," said Helmsley, gently--"Glad to see me--glad to help me--glad above all things to love me! If this were not so, I should not trouble to search for my friend at all." Miss Tranter fixed her eyes full upon him while he thus spoke.

They were sharp eyes, and just now they were visibly inquisitive.
"You've not been very long used to tramping," she observed.
"No." "I expect you've seen better days ?" "Some few, perhaps,"-- and he smiled gravely--"But it comes harder to a man who has once known comfort to find himself comfortless in his old age." "That's very true! Well!"-- and Miss Tranter gave a short sigh--"I'm sorry you won't stay on here a bit to pick up your strength--but a wilful man must have his way! I hope you'll find your friend!" "I hope I shall!" said Helmsley earnestly.

"And believe me I'm most grateful to you----" "Tut!" and Miss Tranter tossed her head.

"What do you want to be grateful to me for! You've had food and lodging, and you've paid me for it.

I've offered you work and you won't take it.