cause such a good friend must make a good husband. I begged her not to say that, else I could not help thinking that she accepted me only out of love for her sister.
"'And why not?' she said gently. 'What sweeter source could the happiness of our future have? '"
Mr. Liakos was touched.
"But really," his friend went on, "I can't begin to tell you everything now. One thing is certain,—I 've found a perfect treasure!"
"Did I not tell you so?"
"Yes, but you have n't told me her name, and I did n't dare ask her. What is it?"
The judge bent over and whispered the name that his friend longed to hear.
"There, you know it now."
"Yes, at last!" and the two friends parted,—the one went home with a new joy in his heart, saying over the name he had just learned, while the other softly repeated the name so long dear to him.
A few weeks later, the first Sunday after Easter, there was a high festival in the old merchant's house to celebrate the marriage of his two daughters. Of the bridegrooms, Mr. Liakos was not the merrier, for now that his dearest hopes were realized, his soul was filled with a quiet happiness that left no room for words. Mr. Plateas,
