“Nevertheless, I shall stay with you, Jim.”

“Well, I hope ye will; but don’t ye be too sartin; not that I’m goin’ to stan’ atween ye an’ good luck, but if ye cal’late that a woman’s goin’ to let ye do jest as ye think ye will—­leastways a woman as has five hundred dollars in yer pocket—­yer eddication hasn’t been well took care on.  If I was sitooated like you, I’d jest walk up to the pastur’-bars like a hoss, an’ whinner to git in, an’ expect to be called with a corn-cob when she got ready to use me.”

“Still, I shall stay with you, Jim.”

“All right; here’s hopin’, an’ here’s my hand.”

Benedict’s letter, besides the check, held still another inclosure—­a note from Mr. Balfour.  This he had slipped into his pocket, and, in the absorption of his attention produced by the principal communication, forgotten.  At the close of his conversation with Jim, he remembered it, and took it out and read it.  It conveyed the intelligence that the lawyer found it impossible to leave the city according to his promise, for an autumn vacation in the woods.  Still, he would find some means to send up Harry if Mr. Benedict should insist upon it.  The boy was well, and progressing satisfactorily in his studies.  He was happy, and found a new reason for happiness in his intimacy with Mrs. Dillingham, with whom he was spending a good deal of his leisure time.  If Mr. Benedict would consent to a change of plans, it was his wish to keep the lad through the winter, and then, with all his family, to go up to Number Nine in the spring, be present at Jim’s wedding, and assist in the inauguration of the new hotel.

Mr. Benedict was more easily reconciled to this change of plan than he would have believed possible an hour previously.  The letter, whose contents had so mystified and disturbed Jim, had changed the whole aspect of his life.  He replied to this letter during the day, and wrote another to Mr. Balfour, consenting to his wishes, and acquiescing in his plans.  For the first time in many years, he could see through all his trials, into the calm daylight.  Harry was safe and happy in a new association with a woman who, more than any other, held his life in her hands.  He was getting a new basis for life in friendship and love.  Shored up by affection and sympathy, and with a modest competence in his hands for all present and immediately prospective needs, his dependent nature could once more stand erect.

Henceforward he dropped his idle dreaming and became interested in his work, and doubly efficient in its execution.  Jim once more had in possession the old friend whose cheerfulness and good-nature had originally won his affection; and the late autumn and winter which lay before them seemed full of hopeful and happy enterprise.