"Oh, I'm so glad to get you back!" cried Carroll over and over again, as she clung to him. "I don't live while you're away. And every drop of rain that patters on the roof chills my heart, because I think of it as chilling you; and every creak of this old house at night brings me up broad awake, because I hear in it the crash of those cruel great timbers. Oh, oh, OH! I'm so glad to get you! You're the light of my life; you're my whole life itself!"--she smiled at him from her perch on his knee--"I'm silly, am I not?" she said. "Dear heart, don't leave me again." "I've got to support an extravagant wife, you know," Orde reminded her gravely. "I know, of course," she breathed, bending lightly to him. "You have your work in the world to do, and I would not have it otherwise. It is great wor

