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 CHAPTER XVI

A BOLD INTRUDER.

That evening Robert did not go down town to dinner, but stayed at home, by way of doing penance. He sat in his room, reading; suddenly he threw aside the paper and said:

"What nonsense to pretend to read in a home like this, I ought to give all my time to adoration of you; few men are so blessed."

"How lovely of you to say that; you are the very best husband in all the world, I know you are."

"And you, my wife, are just what I would have you be."

She lifted her face and looked ardently into his:

"I am so happy; are you?"

"As happy as I ever wish to be in heaven," he replied, with great earnestness.

"Oh, don't say that, it is irreverent—sacrilegious"

The sentence was cut short by the servant entering and announcing:

"Mr. Latham, Mr. Frost."

Cherokee, in astonishment, asked: