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"Standing still and taking it, I suppose," said Iola, who had been quietly listening to and enjoying the conversation. "Yes, an' I'd ketch myself stan'in' still an' takin' it," was John's plucky response. "Well, you oughter, ef you's mean enough to wote dat ticket ter put me back inter slavery," was Aunt Linda's parting shot. "Robby," she continued, "you 'member Miss Nancy's Jinnie?"
"Poor child!" burst out Marie, as the tears gathered in her eyes, "I wonder if she is living." "I think so," said Harry, kissing the pale cheek of his mother; "I don't feel that Iola is dead. I believe we will find her before long." "It seems to me my heart would burst with joy to see my dear child just once more. I am glad that you are going. When will you leave?" "To-morrow morning."
"How can I answer a letter like that?" said Iola to Margaret. "How?" exclaimed Margaret. "Tell him to come. Wire him. Go to him. Anything to get him to you." Iola mused a while. "He wants me to marry him and to keep his house." "Yes," said Margaret, "he does." "Housekeeping and babies, ugh!" shuddered Iola. "Yes," cried Margaret, "ah, God, yes! Housekeeping and babies and Barney!
But New England is not free from racial prejudice, and I would never enter a family where I would be an unwelcome member." "Iola, dear, you have nothing to fear in that direction."
To Barney, absorbed in his new work, with its wealth of new ideas and his new ambitions, the "good cheer" department was chiefly valued as an important factor in Ben's progress. To Iola it brought what to her was the breath of life, admiration, gratitude, affection.
Instantly the company resolved itself into groups of four and stood waiting for the music. "Strike up, Barney," cried Dick impatiently, shuffling before Iola, whom he had chosen for his partner. But Barney, handing the violin to his father, slipped back into the shadow where his mother and Margaret were standing. The boy's face was pale through its swarthy tan.
Bulling," said Iola, her voice ringing clear and firm in contrast with Bulling's agitated tone, "he is a friend of mine, a very dear friend, and, I assure you, very sane." As she spoke she waved her hand to Barney, but there was no answering sign. "Your friend, is he?" said Mrs. Duff Charrington. "Then doubtless very sane. Does he want you, Miss Lane? Shall we go back for him?"
"Well, I reckon the secret is just as safe with them as it is with us," protested Bud stoutly, flushing a little, "especially when they know how important it is to keep it secret. You will never tell a word of it to anybody, will you girls? It it might mean murder, if you did." "No, no," affirmed Iola emphatically. "We'll not breathe a word of it to a living human being. We'll die first.
"It has been several years since we met. How have you been all this time, and where?" "I have been sick, and am just now recovering from malaria and nervous prostration. I am attending a medical convention in this city, and hope that I shall have the pleasure of seeing you again." Iola hesitated, and then replied: "I should be pleased to have you call." "It would give me great pleasure.
"Drooping souls no longer grieve, Heaven is propitious; If on Christ you do believe, You will find Him precious." "I remember," said Marie, with a sigh, as memories of the past swept over her. "After I had finished the hymn," continued Iola, "he looked earnestly and inquiringly into my face, and asked, 'Where did you learn that hymn?
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