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When the others had gone yawning to bed, he returned and sat at thefor a little, s out the knots which confronted him He had a dismal anticipation of failure Not defeat--that was a little s pulled him hither and thither He could not utter moral platitudes to checkmate his opponent's rhetoric, for, after all, he was honest; nor could he fill the part of the cold critic of hazy sentih he would have done it, he feared the reproach in girlish eyes This good enerous passion and a keen intellect dragged hin of weakness the unwilling scribe has to record that his conclusion as he went to bed was to let things drift--to take his chance