st be managed with caution. I suggest that you stretch
your legs in the park and feed the swans as a tranquilizer. Soon we
shall be abroad on the eternal quest. The quest for what, I see written
in your eyes! For peace, Archie; for happiness! It may be nearer than we
think--there's always that to tie our hopes to!"

"It would be possible, I suppose," said Archie slowly, "for us to cut it
all out, settle back into our old places--"

"Never!" cried the Governor., "I tell you we've got to complete the
circle! If we stop now we're ruined, both of us! We've got to go right
on. I know what's the matter with you; it's that dear sister of mine who
has wakened in you all manner of regrets and yearnings for your old
life. Ah, she couldn't fail to affect you that way; she's so wholly the
real thing! Seeing her probably made you homesick for your Isabel.
There! I thought you would jump! And maybe you think I haven't been
troubled in the same way about my little affair! There would be
something fundamentally wrong with us, lad, if we didn't feel, when we
stood before a beautiful noble woman, as though we were in a divine
presence. That's the test, Archie; so long as we are sensible of that
feeling there's some hope for us in this world and the next."

III

Archie learned from Baring, who brought up his breakfast, that the
Governor had left the house.

"It was our orders to take good care of you, sir; if there's any way we
can serve you--"

"A morning paper; that will be all, thank you. I shall be going out
presently."

"Very good, sir. The master thought it likely you would spend the day
out. He will hardly be in himself before six."

Here again was an opportunity to abandon the Governor, but keen now for
new experiences and sensations, Archie dismissed the idea. The appeal of
the Governor's sister had imposed a new burden upon him, and the
Governor's voluble prattle about fate and the inevitable drawing of
destiny had impressed him. He could depart for Banff and take the chance
of never being molested for any of his crimes, but to do this would be
cowardice, just that fear of his fate that Isabel had twitted him
about.

He chose a stick with care from a rack at the front door, walked to the
Avenue and turned determinedly cityward, walking jauntily. Beyond
Forty-second Street he passed several acquaintances, who nodded, just as
the Governor had predicted, little dreaming that he was a reckless
criminal, a man with an _