Ill or well, I must start for Winnipeg to-morrow." Maud Barrington smiled curiously.

"You and I and a handful of others stand alone, but I told you I would not blame you whether we won or lost.

Do you know that I am grateful for the glimpses of the realities of life that you have given me ?" Winston felt his pulses throb faster, for the girl's unabated confidence stirred him, but he looked at her gravely.

"I wonder if you realize what you have given me in return?
Life as I had seen it was very grim and bare--and now I know what, with a little help, it is possible to make of it." "With a little help ?" said Maud Barrington.
Winston nodded, and his face which had grown almost wistful hardened.
"Those who strive in the pit are apt to grow blind to the best--the sweetness and order, and all the little graces that mean so much.

Even if their eyes are opened, it is usually too late.