She recovered first. "Now let's stop this school-boy chatter--"

"You mean school-girl chatter."

"Both. Your mother is in a very serious predicament. We must help her."

He became quite serious. "I wish you would advise me. You know so much

more about the whole subject than I do. I'm eager to get to work on the

books. I suppose it is too much to expect that they will come up

to-day?"

"They might. I'll go and inquire."

"No indeed, let me go. Am I not an inmate here?" He disappeared into the

house, leaving her to muse on his face. He began to interest her, this

passionate, self-willed, moody youth. She perceived in him the soul of

the conqueror. His swift change of temper, his union of sport-loving boy

and ambitious man made him as interesting as a play. "He'll make his

way," she decided, using the vague terms of prophecy into which a girl

falls when regarding the future of a young man. It's all so delightfully

mysterious, this path of the youth who makes his way upward to success.

A shout announced his return, and looking up she perceived him bearing

down upon her with an armful of books.

"Here they are!" he exulted. "Red ones, blue ones, brown ones--which

shall we begin on?"

"Blue--that's my color."

"Agreed! Blue it is." He dumped them all down on the wide, swinging

couch and fell to turning them over. "Dark blue or light blue?"

"Dark blue."

He picked up a fat volume. "_Mysterious Psychic Forces._ Know this

tome?"

"Oh yes, indeed! It's wonderfully interesting."

"I choose it! This color scheme simplifies things. Now, here's

another--_The Dual Personality_. How's that?"

"Um! Well--pretty good."

"_Dual Personality_ to the rear. Here's a brown book--_Metaphysical

Phenomena_."

"That's a good one, too."

"I'm sorry they didn't bind it in blue--and here's a measly, yellow,

paper-bound book in some foreign language--Italian, I guess, author,

Morselli."

"Oh, that's a book I want to read. Let me take it?"

"Do you read Italian?"

"After a fashion."

"Then I engage you at once to translate that book to me. What is it all

about?"

He abandoned his seat on the couch and drew a chair close to hers.

"Begin at the first page and read very slowly all the way through. I

wish it were a three volume edition."

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