I shouldn't have thought you could doubt Lois." "I don't!" he cried, "only I am so afraid!" "But you shouldn't be afraid," Helen said, smiling; "a girl like Lois couldn't love a man who was not good and noble.

Perhaps, Gifford," she ventured, after a moment's pause,--"perhaps it will be all right for you, some time." "No, no," he answered, "I don't dare to think of it." Helen might have given him more courage, but John came in, and Gifford realized that it was very late.

"Helen has scolded me, Mr.Ward," he said, "and it has done me good." John turned and looked at her.

"Can she scold ?" he said.

And when Gifford glanced back, as he went down the street, he saw them still standing in the doorway in the starlight; Helen leaning back a little against John's arm, so that she might see his face.