JOAN STRONG FINDS HER BROTHER Douglas threw away his cigar and held out both his hands. The trouble passed from Cicely's face. His tone was full of pleasure and his eyes were radiant. "What fortune, Cissy," he cried. "You were the last person in my thoughts. Thank God that I have found you again." "You are sure you wanted to see me?" she asked, with some timidity. "Absolutely," he answered. "I was foolish to run away--that evening." "It was too bad of you--and to keep away." "I think that your visitor frightened me, Douglas." He laughed. "Then you need have no more fears," he said. "She has gone abroad." "Do you have many--ladies to see you?" she asked. "She has never been before or since," he answered. Cicely laughed. "I was foolish," she said. "I will ask no more questions."

