him. Yes, he must keep it, he thought; he could not affront his
young manliness and independence by returning it. "It is what I
should have done in his case," he said to himself. And then he
thought that he would lay out part in buying a keepsake for Anna.
There was a little brooch she had much admired, a mere toy of a
thing, a tiny quiver full of arrows, studded with small diamonds and
tipped with a pearl. The shop where they had noticed it was close
by, and he would buy it at once. But as Malcolm hurried off on this
kindly errand he little realised what the joy of that possession
would be to Anna Sheldon.




CHAPTER III

A PAGE OF ANCIENT HISTORY


Before we can bring happiness to others, we must first
be happy ourselves; nor will happiness abide within us
unless we confer it on others.--MAETERLINCK.

During the preceding hour or two Malcolm's face had worn its
brightest and most youthful aspect--the society of Cedric had roused
him and taken him out of himself; but as he approached the handsome
and imposing-looking house where his mother lived, his countenance
resumed its normal gravity.

To him it had been a house of bondage, and he had never regarded it