ilip knew that the trip southward would never take place at all, but
that drives with Charley in Central Park would prove much better for the
invalid.

"Oh, yes, it's all right then. I expected it," he said.

"Yes," said Agatha, "it's all right. I managed it myself, Cousin Philip.
I brought them together."

"Did you, Agatha?" he said with a queer smile. "That was clever."

"Yes, and they have not thanked me for it. Phillida wishes to see you.
She told me to tell you."

"I don't doubt she can wait," said Philip smiling, "seeing me is not
important to her just now. Give her my love and congratulations, and
tell her I'll come in the day before she starts to Hampton. There'll be
time enough before she gets off, Agatha." This last was said with a
laugh that seemed to Agatha almost happy.

Phillida's recovery was very rapid; it was all the effect of driving in
the Park. Perhaps also the near anticipation of a trip to Europe had
something to do with it, for Millard had engaged passage on the
_Arcadia_ the first week in June. To Mrs. Callender this seemed too
early; it gave the mother and her dressmaker no end of worry about the
wardrobe.

Two weeks after her reconciliation with Charley, Phillida demonstrated
her recovery by walking alone to her aunt's in Washington Square. She
asked at the door to see Mr. Philip, and when she learned that he was in
his book-room she sent to ask if she mightn't come up.

"Busy with my catalogue," said Philip as Phillida came in. He had been
busy making a catalogue of his treasures for two years, but he could not
get one to suit him. "I hate to print this till I get a complete 'De
Bry,' and that'll be many a year to come, I'm afraid. I couldn't afford
the cost of a complete set this year nor next, and it's hardly likely
that there'll be one for sale in ten years to come. But it will give me
something to look forward to."

All this he said hurriedly as though to prevent her saying something
else. While speaking he set a chair for Phillida, but she did not sit
down.

"Cousin Philip," she said, "you might just as well hear what I've got to
say first as last."

"Hear? Oh, I'm all attention," he said, "but sit down," and he set the
example, Phillida following it with hesitation.

"If you had pulled me out of the water," she began, "and saved my life,
you'd expect me to say 'thank you,' at least. Charley has told me all
about how you acted. We think you're just the noblest man we have e