His mother went to see him and found him well pleased with himself and proud of what he had accomplished.  He explained to her that he had now taken his life into his own hands and was not going to look to anybody in future but himself.

The farmer reported him civil spoken, willing to learn, and quick to please.  Indeed, Abel had never before won such a good character.

She left him there happy and content, and took no immediate steps to bring the boy home.

It was decided that a conference should presently be held of those interested in Abel.

“Since he is safe and cheerful and doing honest work, you need not be in distress about him at present, Sabina,” said Ernest Churchouse; “but Raymond Ironsyde has no intention that the boy should miss an adequate education, and wishes him to be at school for a couple of years yet, if possible.  It is decided that we knock our heads together on the subject presently.  We’ll meet and try to hit upon a sensible course.  Meantime this glimpse of reality and hard work at Knapp Farm will do him good.  He may show talent in an agricultural direction.  In any case, you can feel sure that whatever tastes he develops, short of buccaneering, or highway robbery, will be gratified.”

CHAPTER XIV

THE MOTOR CAR

Raymond Ironsyde felt somewhat impatient of the conference to consider the situation of his son.  But since he had no authority and Sabina was anxious to do something, he agreed to consult Mr. Churchouse.

They met at ‘The Magnolias,’ where Miss Ironsyde joined them; but her old energy and forcible opinions had faded.  She did little more than listen.

Ironsyde came first and spoke to Ernest in a mood somewhat despondent.  They were alone at the time, for Sabina did not join them until Estelle came.

“Is there nothing in paternity?” asked Raymond.  “Isn’t nature all powerful and blood thicker than water?  What is it that over-rides the natural relationship and poisons him against me?  Isn’t a good father a good father?”

“So much is implied in this case,” answered the elder.  “He’s old enough now to understand what it means to be a natural child.  Doubtless the disabilities they labour under have been explained to him.  That fact is what poisons his mind, as you say, and makes him hate the blood in his veins.  We’ve got to get over that and find antidotes for the poison, if we can.”

“I’m beginning to doubt if we ever shall, Uncle Ernest.”

Sabina and Estelle entered at this moment and heard Mr. Churchouse make answer.

“Be sure it can be done.  Every year makes it more certain, because with increase of reasoning power he’ll see the absurdity of this attitude.  It is no good to him to continue your enemy.”

“Increase of reason cuts both ways.  It shows him his grievances, as well as what will pay him best in the future.  He’s faced with a clash of reason.”