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Hobart would not have
permitted it. He knows, he understands. Every effort will fail
till Albert sees me. It will be a cause for lasting gratitude to
us both that I should be the one to restore him. Now let me
manage. My heart will guide me better than your science."
"What will you do?" inquired her father, in deep solicitude.
"See, here's his picture," she replied, taking it from a table
near--"the one he gave me just before he marched away. Let him
look at that and recall himself. Then I will enter. Oh, I've
planned it all! My self-control will be perfect. Would I deserve
the name of woman if I were weak or hysterical? No, I would do my
best to rescue any man from such a misfortune, much more Albert,
who has such sacred claims."
"That's a good idea of yours about the photograph. Well, I guess I
must let Nature have her own way again, only in this instance I
advise quiet methods."
"Trust me, Doctor, and you won't regret it."
"Nerve yourself then to do your best, but prepare to be
disappointed for the present. I do not and cannot share in your
confidence.


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