“This is our street,” said Inza, as they turned down the old familiar way. “You know we used to live down here a short distance?”
How well he knew it!
“I wish you were living here now, Inza, and that I was a cadet at the academy.”
“Would you like to live the old days over, Frank?”
“Would I? They were the happiest days of my life!”
“And of mine!”
They came to the old home, and paused where they could see it as revealed by the moonlight.
“It needs repairing,” she said sadly. “I hear it is for sale. The people who lived here have moved away, and it is empty.”
A strange fancy came to him.
“I believe I will buy it!” he exclaimed.