It was different now--filled with the old cheer and booming hopefulness, and Philip smiled as he thought how this stricken giant of the wilderness was rising out of his own grief to comfort Josephine and him.

They were all at breakfast, and Philip was delighted to find Josephine looking much better than he had expected.

Miriam had sunk deepest under the strain of the preceding hours.

She was still white and wan.

Her hands trembled.