"I'll give myself to the service of dumb animals, if you will." "And I, too," said Mr.Harry, in his deep voice, laying his hand across theirs.

Mrs.Wood stood looking at their three fresh, eager, young faces, with tears in her eyes.

Just as they all stood silently for an instant, the old village clergyman came into the room from the hall.

He must have heard what they said, for before they could move he had laid his hands on their three brown heads.

"Bless you, my children," he said, "God will lift up the light of his countenance upon you, for you have given yourselves to a noble work.