dow of that tragedy stayed with her during all the
remaining days of her visit. The sight of Kathleen's happy face never
failed to recall the face of the man who loved her distorted with agony
and that cry of despair, "I have lost her, I have lost her."

Not that her last days at the ranch were not happy days. She was far
too healthy and wholesome, far too sane to allow herself to miss the
gladness of those last few days with her friends where every moment
offered its full measure of joy. Nora would have planned a grand picnic
for the last day on which the two households, including Jack
Romayne, who by this time was quite able to go about, were to pay a
long-talked-of visit to a famous canyon in the mountains. The party
would proceed to the canyon in the two cars, for Mr. Wakeham's car and
Mr. Wakeham's person as driver had been constantly at the service of the
Gwynnes and their guests during their stay at the farm.

"But that is our very last day, Nora," said Jane.

"Well, that's just why," replied Nora. "We shall wind up our festivities
in one grand, glorious finale."

But the wise mother interposed. "It is a long ride, Nora, and you don't
want to be too tired for your journey. I think the very last day we had
better spend quietly at home."

Jane's eyes flashed upon her a grateful look. And so it came that the
grand finale was set back to the day before the last, and proved to be
a gloriously enjoyable if exhausting outing. The last day was spent
by Nora in making preparations for her visit with Jane to Banff and
in putting the final touches to such household tasks as might help to
lessen somewhat the burden for those who would be left behind. Jane
spent the morning in a farewell visit to the Waring-Gaunts', which she
made in company with Kathleen.

"I hope, my dear Jane, you have enjoyed your stay with us here at Wolf
Willow," said Mrs. Waring-Gaunt as Jane was saying good-bye.

"I have been very happy," said Jane. "Never in my life have I had such a
happy time."

"Now it is good of you to say that," said Mrs. Waring-Gaunt. "You have
made us all love you."

"Quite true," said her husband. "Repetition of the great Caesar's
experience veni vidi vici, eh? What?"

"So say I," said Jack Romayne. "It has been a very real pleasure to know
you, Jane. For my part, I shan't forget your visit to me, and the talks
we have had together."

"You have all been good to me. I cannot tell you how I feel about it."
Jane's