"Don't you worry, youngster," said The Duke, in his loftiest manner, "he'll get along."
The luminous, dreamy eyes grew hard and bright as they looked The Duke in the face.
"Yes, I shall worry; but you ought to worry more."
"Ah!" The Duke, raising his brows and smiling gently upon the bright, stern young face lifted up to his. "I didn't notice that I had asked your opinion."
"If anything should happen to him," replied the missionary quickly, "I should consider you largely responsible."
"That would be kind," said The Duke, still smiling with his lips. But after a moment's steady look into the missionary's eyes he nodded his head twice or thrice, and, without further word, turned away.
The missionary turned eagerly to me:
"They beat me this afternoon," he cried, "but thank God, I know now they are wrong and I am right! I don't understand! I can't see my way through! But I am right! It's true! I feel it's true! Men can't live without Him, and be men!"
And long after I went to my shack that night I saw before me the eager face with the luminous
