THE CAGE OPENS Before Harold's day of freedom came Mary was called home by a telegram from her father.

She longed to see Harold before she left, but she was too much hurried to seek out Jack, the loyal go-between, and dared not send a letter by any other hands.

She went away without sending him a word of good-by.
So it happened that the last week of Harold's captivity was spent in loneliness and bitter sorrow, and even when Jack came he brought very little information concerning Mary's flight, and Harold was bitter and accusing.
"Why didn't she write to me?
Why didn't she come to see me ?" Jack pleaded for her as well as he was able.

"She hadn't time, maybe." Harold refused to accept this explanation.

"If she had cared for me, she'd have sent me word--she could take time for that." No letter came in the days which followed, and at last he put her out of his heart and turned his face to the sunset land which now called to the sad heart within him with imperious voice.