He had enjoyed to-night an experience that he had not known in years--that of unburdening himself to a kindly, sympathetic, and resourceful woman.
While they talked of her, Sylvia sat in her window-seat in the dark above looking at the stars.

She lingered there until late, enjoying the cool air, and unwilling to terminate in sleep so eventful a day.

She heard presently her grandfather's step below as he "stood watch," marking his brief course across the dim garden by the light of his cigar.

Sylvia was very happy.

She had for a few hours breathed the ampler ether of a new world; but she was unconscious in her dreaming that her girlhood, that had been as tranquil water safe from current and commotion, now felt the outward drawing of the tide..