He held out his hand.
"My boy," he said, "I'll make your fortune as sure as my name is Scarlett Trent!" "We'll make that road anyway," the boy answered, with a smile.
* * * * * After a rest Trent climbed the hill to the Basle Mission House.

There was no sign of Monty on the potato patch, and the woman who opened the door started when she saw him.
"How is he ?" Trent asked quickly.
The woman looked at him in wonder.
"Why, he's gone, sir--gone with the Jewish gentleman who said that you had sent him." "Where to ?" Trent asked quickly.
"Why, to England in the Ophir!" the woman answered.
Then Trent began to feel that, after all, the struggle of his life was only beginning..