n to think of something beside money-making, and some
fine plans were broached. Chilian Leverett seemed to grow younger.
Cynthia should not miss the joys of youth out of her life. He did
something more than dance minuets, for her sake he essayed quadrilles.
The exquisite motion with her, her dainty hand in his, or at times
resting on his shoulder, filled him with an all-pervading delight.

"Chilian, do you realize that you are a really beautiful dancer?" she
said one evening after they had returned from a small company.

"Then I must have caught it from you. In my youth dancing was considered
frivolous."

"And in India you hire the men and women to dance for you, and follow
the enchanting motions with your eye. But it is so warm out there."

She had been playing one evening when she started up, exclaiming, "Let
us try that new thing--the waltz. It is just made for two people very
much in love."

"It is?" He smiled in the eager face. It was said that she could twist
him around her finger. "Why, we have no music."

"I can sing the measure, just la, la!" and she started the melody. There
were two long paths of moonlight through the wide-open shutters.
Moonlight and sunshine were welcome visitors. She held out her hands.
Just that way she had charmed others, and he yielded to the seductive
influence. For, oh, she was so young and sweet.

It was a little awkward at first, but they soon found the steps. It was
rather slow and graceful, not the mad whirl of later times. It _was_
considered rather reprehensible, but between husband and wife it was
right enough. They found it very fascinating.

After a while a sort of grave, sweet seriousness came over her. She
liked to sit in the study and have him read poetry to her while she
sewed. She had never loved sewing, but now she had taken a fancy to it.
Dainty little lacey things, with the softest of muslins, treasures that
had come from India. For there were stacks of towels and sheets and
useful articles, so why should she bother about them?

Jane was married and a middle-aged, homeless widow was very glad to
come. Miss Winn took the head of the housekeeping, and Cousin Eunice was
very willing.

Then there came to them both a little son. Women often dream of babies
of their own, but men have so many outside interests. There really were
people at that time who thought children a boon and blessing of the
Lord. Chilian Leverett was amazed, rendered speechless with joy. His