“This is really wonderful!” Harmon exclaimed.  “What a write-up that will make for my paper.  You must let me have the entire story, Redmond.  And you will write it, won’t you?”

“Business as usual, I see,” and Redmond smiled.  “When time permits, I shall do what I can.  I expect to be very busy for the next two weeks, and after that I must go north again.”

“Go north again!” Harmon repeated.  “Why, I thought you were through with the north forever.”

“Oh, no, not at all.  I have work to do there yet.  It is necessary for me to be present at the trial of that villain, Curly, and that will take some time.  Then I wish to visit Glen West, and attend to some matters there.  Sconda and his wife will look well after our house, for we plan to go there every summer for a holiday.  And we shall take you, too, for I know you would enjoy the scenery.”

“That would be a great treat to me,” Harmon replied.  “But you will have time to write that article before you leave, will you not?”

The others laughed, so anxious was the editor for the welfare of his paper.

“I am afraid I shall not have time now,” Redmond told him.  “There is much to be done in the two weeks before the great event.”

“The great event!  I do not understand.”

“Look,” and Redmond drew his attention to Glen’s blushing face.  “Now do you understand?”

“Oh, I see,” and Harmon smiled.  “A wedding; is that it?”

“It seems so from all appearance, and that means a great deal of work for us all.”

“And you will live here?” Harmon eagerly asked, turning to Glen.

“We hope to, Mr. Harmon, providing you care to have your daughter so near.  If not, we can stay in China or Japan, and you will not be troubled with me.”

“Stay in China or Japan!  What do you mean?”

“We intend to go there on our wedding trip,” Reynolds explained.  “We have planned a tour around the world.  We expect to see great sights, such as the fine art galleries of the old countries.  Then when we come home, I shall continue my painting which I have neglected too long already.”

“Lord bless us!” and Harmon held up his hands in amazement.  “This is all wonderful, and my poor old head is confused and dizzy.  Going abroad!  Coming home to carry on your painting!  My, what will money not do!  So my paper must go to the wall when I am gone, all because of your art.  Dear me!”

“Do not feel so badly about it, sir,” Reynolds soothed.  “Your son and daughter will help you out, and perhaps carry on when you are gone.  But you are good for years yet, so do not worry.  We shall do our best to cheer you up.”

“And you will live here in the city?” Harmon questioned.

“Certainly,” Glen replied.  “We are going to look for the nicest and coziest place, with a garden and flowers.  Nannie will be in charge until we return, and keep us straight afterwards.  I could not get along very well without her.  And it will be your home, too, Mr. Harmon, whenever you wish to come.  I am sure that you and daddy will have wonderful evenings together talking over old times.  Oh, won’t it be great!” Glen’s eyes sparkled, and her face beamed with animation.