ve lies buried with another. No, I cannot go. America may need me,
but so does Africa, so does Africa." Such were Ensal's thoughts upon the
reading of Earl's letter.

Now all of you who believe in altruism; who believe in the giving of
one's self for others; who believe in fixedness of purpose; who have in
any wise pinned your faith to that man Ensal--let all such prepare
yourselves for evidence of the utter frailty of man. Bear in mind that
Ensal claims to seek the highest good of his race, that he has chosen
Africa as the field for the greatest service, and that he has just
rejected a proposition to return to America from an ultra-radical, who
of all men has come to regard him as the man of the hour.

Picking up a package of newspapers, he tore the wrappers off and noticed
that they were Almaville papers.

"I have seen that face before," said he, looking at the likeness of
Eunice Seabright Volrees-Bluefield reproduced in one of the papers.

He now turned to the reading matter, taking note of a column that had
blue marks calling attention thereto. This was an account of Eunice's
trial and contained in full the words of Tiara in court on that
occasion.

"O my God!" exclaimed Ensal when he came to that part of Tiara's
testimony which disclosed the fact that the Rev. Percy G. Marshall was
her brother. Now observe him, you who have faith in man.

"Landlady! landlady!" Ensal exclaimed, rushing out of his room in search
of that personage. Finding her, he said excitedly, "Put everybody in
Monrovia at work packing up my possessions, please. I must leave."

"What can this mean, pray tell. _I understood that you were to devote
your life to this work_," said the landlady, much amazed at the sudden
turn of affairs.

"What work? Life?" asked Ensal, absent-mindedly.

"The uplift of Africa, the redemption of your race," replied the
landlady.

"My _race_, dear madam, is to catch the first steamer returning to
America. Just now the whole world with me converges to that one point.
Let us be in a hurry, please."

* * * * *

As Ensal stepped off the gangplank and again touched American soil, Earl
was there to greet him. Arm in arm the two men wended their way through
the crowded streets until they reached the hotel at which Earl was
stopping.

Earl told Ensal the story of Eunice's derangement and of his quest for a
message of hope with which to effect her cure. Ensal readily grasped the
situ