Anderson unlocked and opened the door. The hall was dark and quiet. He turned on the electric light. Lenore was detaching her veil.
"You look pale," he said, solicitously. "No wonder. That was a ride. But I'm glad we went. I saved Dorn's wheat."
"I'm glad, too, father. Good-night!"
He bade her good-night, and went out, locking the door. Then his rapid footsteps died away. Wearily Lenore climbed the stairs and went to her room.
She was awakened from deep slumber by Kathleen, who pulled and tugged at her.
"Lenorry, I thought you was dead, your eyes were shut so tight," declared the child. "Breakfast is waiting. Did you fetch me anything?"
"Yes, a new sister," replied Lenore, dreamily.
Kathleen's eyes opened wide. "Where?"
Lenore place a hand over her heart.