is light, and in Him is no darkness at all.

How was Dorothy to get nearer to Juliet, find out her trouble, and
comfort her?

"Alas!" she said to herself, "what a thing is marriage in separating
friends!"




CHAPTER XXXII.

THE OLD HOUSE OF GLASTON.


The same evening Dorothy and her father walked to the Old House. Already
the place looked much changed. The very day the deeds were signed, Mr.
Drake, who was not the man to postpone action a moment after the time
for it was come, had set men at work upon the substantial repairs. The
house was originally so well built that these were not so heavy as might
have been expected, and when completed they made little show of change.
The garden, however, looked quite another thing, for it had lifted
itself up from the wilderness in which it was suffocated, reviving like
a repentant soul reborn. Under its owner's keen watch, its ancient plan
had been rigidly regarded, its ancient features carefully retained. The
old bushes were well trimmed, but as yet nothing live, except weeds, had
been uprooted. The hedges and borders, of yew and holly and box, tall
and broad, looked very bare and broken and patchy; but now that the
shears had, after so long a season of neglect, removed the gathered