Joshua Iden would have the scales torn from his eyes.

He would never have it said that a dying soldier, who owed neither him nor his daughter anything, had shown more charity than he.
Therefore, Lane went early to the Iden homestead, a picturesque cottage across the river from Riverside Park.

The only change Lane noted was a larger growth of trees and a fuller foliage.

It was warm twilight.

The frogs had begun to trill, sweet and melodious sound to Lane, striking melancholy chords of memory.