grown to think almost as much of you as she does of me"
"Bless her dear heart!"
"You've made our home lot look like the grounds of some summer villa," went on Ralph. "That don't look as though there was much the matter with you, does it?"
"But there was. It's all over now, though. My head is clear as a bell. I remember nearly everything. Now I want you to tell me the rest."
Ralph decided it was the time to do so. They would certainly be at cross-purposes on many perplexing points, until his companion had gained a clear comprehension of the entire situation.
There was never a more attentive listener. Van's eyes fairly devoured the narrator, and when the graphic recital was concluded, his wonderment, suspense, surprise and anxiety all gave way to one great manifestation of gratitude and delight, as he warmly grasped Ralph's hand.
"I never read, heard or dreamed of such treatment!" declared the warm-hearted boy. "You cared for me like a prince!"
"Seeing that I had so effectually put you out of business," suggested Ralph, "I fancy I had some responsibility in the case."
"I want to see your mother again," said Van,
