Eloise's arms closed around her. “There's only one source of supply, mother. Nat has found Him. I am finding Him. We shall not want. What do you think I have here for you? Grandfather gave it to me.” Eloise put into her mother's hands a draft for a thousand dollars.
Mr. Evringham appeared to lose sight of the dagger she had been seeing before her for days. “What is this?” she ejaculated. “A present from father?”
“Not at all. Some unknown man owed it to papa, and his conscience made him pay the debt. It came in grandfather's evening mail, and he has only just opened it.”
Mrs. Evringham examined the paper eagerly.
“How wonderful!” she exclaimed.
“How natural,” returned Eloise. “That is the wonderful part of it.”
CHAPTER XXVII
A REALIZED HOPE
One afternoon Mr. Evringham did not return from the city at the usual time. Jewel, watching for him, was surprised after a while to see him walking up from the gate.