make yourself worse by worrying over such things
now. Supper is all ready, and Mrs. Bean is waiting for us, so let us
forget all about such matters for the present."

Jasper stayed for a while that evening, and before leaving he made
arrangements with Lois to take her to church in the morning, and then
they would stop at the Haven for dinner. That was the beginning of a
most delightful time for Lois and Jasper. Every fine Sunday he called
for her, and pleasant were the drives they had together.

When Mr. Sinclair was well enough he moved with his daughter into his
own house. Lois and Betty had spent several days getting it in order
and thoroughly warmed. It was really a comfort to be here, and for the
first time he expressed his pleasure to Lois.

"This is a comfort," and he gave a sigh of relief as he sat in a big
chair before a bright open fire. "How large and roomy this house seems
after living for so long at Mrs. Bean's. But she was good to us and I
hope you sent her that money."

"For the logs on her place?" Lois asked.

"Yes. I made out a cheque the night I took ill, but she never got it.
This new one is larger and will somewhat pay her for the trouble we
have been to her as well as for the logs."

"I mailed it to-day, father, and Mrs. Bean should get it to-morrow."

"That is good. I feel more contented now. But, see here, Lois, you
will be very lonely now with only me to talk to. Isn't there any one
who could come and visit us for a while? It might brighten us both up."

"I expect Margaret," Lois replied. "She said she would be delighted to
come as soon as we moved into our own house. Dick, you know, will
bring her in the car just as soon as the roads are settled. It will be
so nice to have her."

"Do you think Mr. Randall will forsake us now?" Mr. Sinclair asked.

"Why, what makes you think that he will?" Lois replied.

"I was afraid he might, that's all. I like that young man. But he has
peculiar ideas, and will not go where he thinks he is not wanted."

Lois did not reply to these words. She was sitting by her father's
side sewing, and she went on calmly with her work. But she was
thinking of the great change that had come over her father since his
illness. He was so gentle and considerate, and was more companionable
than she had ever known him to be. It caused her great joy of heart,
and she was so thankful now that she had not left him when he had made
life so miserable for