ng to the girl's eyes. "Don't make fun of me, grandfather!"
she exclaimed impulsively.

"Not for worlds," he returned. "You will do the laughing when you see me
drive. My hand seems to have lost its cunning this spring. Shall we say
four-thirty? Very well. Good-morning."

"Now what's all this?" mused Mr. Evringham as he drove to the station.
"Has another granddaughter fallen in love with me? Methinks not. What is
she after? Does she want to get away from Ballard? Methinks not, again.
She's going to ask me for something probably. Egad, if she does, I think
I'll turn her over to Jewel."

Eloise's eyes were bright during the lesson that morning.

"It's to-day, Jewel," she said, "that I'm going to talk with that man
I'm afraid of."

"Never say that again," returned the child vehemently. "You are not
afraid. There's no one to be afraid of. Do you want me to handle it for
you?"

"What do you mean, Jewel?"

"To declare the truth for you."

"Do you mean give me a treatment for it?"

"Yes."

"Oh. Do you know that seems very funny to me, Jewel?"

"It seems funny to me that you are afraid, when God made you, and the
man, and all of us, and there's nothing but goodness and love in the
universe. Fear is the belief of evil. Do you want to believe evil?"

"No, I hate to," returned Eloise promptly.

"Then you go away, cousin Eloise, and I will handle the case for you."

"Oh, are you going golfing?" said Mrs. Evringham that afternoon to her
daughter. "Do put on your white duck, dear."

"Yes, I intend to. I'm going with grandfather."

"You are?" in extremest surprise. "Oh, wear your dark skirt, dear; it's
plenty good enough. Do you mean to say he asked you, Eloise?"

"No, I asked him."

Mrs. Evringham stood in silent amaze, her brain working alertly. She
even watched her daughter don the immaculate white golf suit, and made
no further protest.

What was in the girl's mind? When finally from her window she saw the
two enter the brougham, Mr. Evringham carrying his granddaughter's
clubs, she smiled a knowing smile and nodded her head.

"I do believe I've wronged Eloise," she thought. "How foolish it was to
worry. I've been wondering how in the world I was going to get father to
give her a wedding, and how I was going to get her to accept it, and
now look! That child has thought of the same thing, and will manage it a
hundred times better than I could."

Jewel stood on the steps and waved her hand as the broug