"I have had no real home since my mother died," was the evasive reply.
"My home is wherever night overtakes me. I cannot tell you any more
now, so please do not ask me. I know you will trust me."

He paused abruptly, impulsively took the arrow from the girl's hand,
and placed it in her dress at her throat. He then stepped back to view
the effect.

"It becomes you well, Jean, and you must always wear it there. It is
Love's-Charm, and it may mean more to you than you now imagine."

"I shall always wear it," was the low response, "not only as
Love's-Charm but as a remembrance of this happy day."




CHAPTER X

WHILE THE WATER FLOWS

The Colonel was not altogether surprised when that evening Jean told
him the important news. He had not been blind and deaf to all that had
been taking place around him since Dane's arrival. He was fond of the
courier, and believed him to be a noble young man, worthy of his
daughter's love. He wanted Jean to be happy, for in her happiness his
own was vitally involved. Yet it was only natural that the news of the
betrothal should bring a pang to his heart. Jean was his all, his
comfort, his joy. But now she shared her love with another, a young