Outwardly a successful business man and a fanatical Dissenter--there were thousands like Silas Finn.

But Paul knew his inner greatness, the terrific struggle of his soul, the warrings between fierce blood and iron will, the fervent purpose, the lofty aspirations and the unwavering conduct of his life of charity and sorrow.

He stretched out his hand and with his finger tips lightly touched the dead man's forehead.

"I'm proud to be your son," he murmured.
Then the nurse came in and Paul went downstairs.

Barney Bill waylaid him in the hall, and led him into the dining-room.