"The Pilgrim Father has much to thank you for.

You have helped him to store up some very pleasant memories of this happy Valley." "Good-by, little Vicar," said Phil next, seizing both her hands.

"Think of the Best Man whenever you look at the Philip on your shilling, and think of his parting words.

_Do_ profit by that dreadful dream, and don't take any rash steps that would lead to another cat-fight.

We'll take care of your sister," he added, as Mary turned to Joyce and threw her arms around her neck for one last kiss.
"Lieutenant Logan will watch out for her as far as he goes, and I'll keep my eagle eye on her the rest of the way." "Who'll keep an eagle eye on you ?" retorted Mary, following them out to the platform.
He made a laughing grimace over his shoulder, as he turned to help Joyce up the steps.
"What a good time they are going to have together," thought Mary, watching the group as they stood on the rear platform of the last car, waving good-by.