Dick had barely finished breakfast on the following morning when Evalani called to him through the ironwood screen, and he sprang to answer, knowing how anxious she would be to know exactly what had happened and where he had found the little boy; and sweeping aside the boughs he made his usual quick transit between his own lanai and that of his neighbor.
Evalani had already returned to her chair, where she was sitting with the little boy in her arms. When she looked up, he was shocked at the change which the terrible anxiety and suffering had brought into her face. She someway looked more frail and slight than he had ever seen her before, and her eyes were startlingly wide and dark circled. She looked up at him with a smile that was full of half tearful happiness. "Oh," she said, "how good you were! How shall I ever thank you? How shall I ever make you understand what you have done for me?" And she drew the child even closer to her bosom.
Dick stood before her trying to look as noncha-
