his smile with
another. Her heart was beating fast. This powerful man of whom, until this
morning, she had stood in awe, was going to put a stop to the old life and
lift their burdens. So much she perceived in a flash, and she knew it was
for the sake of the little child whose cheeks were glowing like roses as
she looked from one to another, taking in the happy promise involved in the
words of the two men.

"Father, will you come back here?" she asked, breathing quickly.

"I'd be mighty glad to, Jewel," he replied.

The child leaned toward the broker, to whose hand she still clung. Starry
lights were dancing in her eyes.

"Grandpa, are father and mother and I going to live with you--always?" she
asked rapturously.

"Always--if you will, Jewel."

He certainly had not intended to say it until autumn leaves were falling,
and he should have made certain that it was not putting his head into a
noose; but the child's face rewarded him now a thousand-fold, and made the
moment too sweet for regret.

"Didn't we _know_ that Divine Love would take care of us, grandpa?" she
asked, with soft triumph. "We _did_ know it--even when I was crying, we
knew it. Didn't we?"

The broker drank in her upturned glance and placed his other hand over the
one that was clinging to him.

CHAPTER VII

MRS. EVRINGHAM'S GIFTS

When Mrs. Evringham opened her eyes the following morning, it was with a
confused sense that some great change had taken place; and quickly came the
realization that it was a happy change. As the transforming facts flowed in
more clearly upon her consciousness, she covered her eyes quickly with her
hand.

"'Green pastures are before me!'" she thought, and her heart grew warm with
gratitude.

Her husband was asleep, and she arose and went softly to Jewel's chamber,
and carefully opened the door. To her amazement the bed was empty. Its
coverings were stripped down and the sweet morning breeze was flooding the
spacious room.

She returned to her own, wondering how late it might be. Her husband
stirred and opened his eyes, but before she could speak a ripple of distant
laughter sounded on the air.

She ran to the window and raised the shade. "Oh, come, Harry, quick!" she
exclaimed, and, half asleep, he obeyed. There, riding down the driveway,
they saw Mr. Evringham and Jewel starting off for their morning canter.

"How dear they look, how dear!" exclaimed Julia.

"Father is stunning, for a fact," remark