But you, my boy--" He reached out his hand, and Dorian took it lovingly.

There were tears in the old man's eyes.
"I'll not forget you," said Dorian, "I'll come soon and often." "Then, good night." "Good night," the other replied from the door as he stepped out into the night.

The cool breeze swept over meadow and field.

The world was open and big, and the young man's heart expanded to it.

What a comfort to feel that the Power which rules the world and all the affairs of men is unfailing in its operations! What a joy to realize that he had a loving Father to whom he could go for aid! And then also, what a tremendous responsibility was on him because of the knowledge he already had and because of his God-given agency to act for himself.