I know. You would disclaim it. You're too modest to take praise. Just call it love if that will make you more comfortable. But I know, yes, I understand, it isn't you yourself, it's your Lord who is living in you, shining through the flesh. But it's very notable, and it was through that look in your face that I first understood the Christ who was willing to be my Savior."

The look on Dana's face grew beautiful with love for his friend.

"I appreciate that, Bruce. That's the best thing you could have said, that you saw Him in me!"

"Well, it's true!" said the other with emphasis. "And now, fella, you've got to let me help all I can. I suspect you've got some hard days coming if you go through with this thing. You've got to understand that we're one in this. Whenever there's anything I can do, you'll tell me. And when there isn't I can always pray!"

"All right, old man! I'll remember that. I'm sure it wasn't just for nothing that you happened in on this journey."

They were silent awhile watching the changing tints of a marvelous sunset that had spread across the sky. Then presently Bruce spoke again out of the query of his thoughts.

"Are you planning to stay east for a while, Dana? And if so, what's to become of your business? You were getting on pretty well, weren't you?"

"Yes," said Dana, "and I liked it. But I'm holding all that in abeyance. I had a little talk with my firm. I told them I had business to transact for my father and I didn't know how long it would take me. Would they let me go that way and return later if I found I could come back in a reasonable time? They were grand. They told me to stay as long as I needed to, and then they gave me a letter to friends of theirs in the East in the same business. I may possibly get a temporary job with them if I find I must stay long enough to make it worthwhile."

"That's wise. And what about your girl? Margery, wasn't that her name? Or is there a girl?"

"There isn't!" said Dana with a wry smile.

"A thousand pardons, old man!" said Bruce. "But when I left your parts it looked to me pretty well settled."

"Yes?" said Dana. "Well, I almost thought so myself at one time. But vacation came on, and then Dad got sick and I was naturally with him a good deal. She went away on a trip for several months and before she came back she wrote me that she was engaged to a fellow she used to know before she moved out our way. So, that's that!"

"Well, say, fella, you certainly have been getting the hard knocks! Or--wasn't this a hard knock? Somehow, Dana, I never was quite satisfied with her for you."

"Oh, I know! And I guess it was all for the best. There were a lot of things we didn't agree on. And Dad didn't care for her, either. She had a hard streak sometimes. But she was young.