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"It's my life," Norman answered firmly.
The father slipped his arm around the tall, strong figure.
"All right! Remember now, from this moment on, one thing is settled for good and all. My boy's my boy, right or wrong, good or bad, wise or foolish----"
The Colonel's voice broke, and his grip tightened.
Norman looked out of the window, blinked his eyes, and said in low tones:
"I understand, sir!"
CHAPTER XI
THE WAY OF A WOMAN
As Elena entered the library the two men fell suddenly apart as though ashamed of the weakness of affection before a woman.
The girl pretended not to have seen, but her face was radiant.
The Colonel paused as he turned to leave the room:
"You will keep up your newspaper grind, my boy?" he asked.
"No. I'll jump at the chance to do the big thing. I'll give my whole time to it."
"Well, I suppose you're right. The way to do a thing is to do it."
As the father pa.s.sed Elena he softly whispered:
"Your face s.h.i.+nes like an angel's!"
"I am very happy," was the low answer.
Norman hastened to her side, and seized both her hands.
"I owe this to you, my stately queen."
"He would have come to the same conclusion himself. I only hastened it a little by a suggestion," she replied.
"I have my own idea about the way you expressed it," he said with a jolly laugh. "Look here, Elena, I hope you don't believe that I have been disloyal to you in my a.s.sociation with Barbara Bozenta?"
The girl straightened her superb figure, and broke into a laugh of mingled humour and irony.
"Well, I've a confession to make, Norman. I've been disloyal to you."
"You--disloyal--to me!" he gasped.
"Yes. I've felt of late as though you were a big, sick baby on my hands, and I've grown tired of the charge."
"Well, upon my soul!" he exclaimed.
"Our engagement is at an end."
"Elena!"
"I'll keep your beautiful ring"--she touched it affectionately--"for the memories that will always bind us as brother and sister. Besides, it will deceive your father for a while. He has enough to worry him just now."
Before Norman could pull himself together, or utter a protest, she had turned and left him gasping with astonishment.
CHAPTER XII
A ROYAL GIFT
Norman resumed his place in his father's home and began a systematic, persistent, and enthusiastic campaign to raise the funds to purchase the island of Ventura and establish the ideal Commonwealth of Man.
On the day of the big ma.s.s-meeting of Socialists, who had gathered from every state of the Golden West, Elena found her guardian seated alone on the broad veranda overlooking the Bay of San Francisco. A look of deep trouble clouded his strong face.
"You are worried?" she said, seating herself by his side.
"Yes, dearie," was the moody answer.
"Over Norman's meeting?"
"Yes. The boy's set his heart on this big foolish enterprise. His failure is a certainty. I don't know what may follow."
"You are sure he can't raise the money?"
"Absolutely. The disappointment will be a stunning blow to his pride."
"You know that if he did succeed in raising the money, and establis.h.i.+ng his brotherhood of man, the scheme would end in failure?"
"As clearly as I know I am living."
"Would you be sorry if the dream should be realized?"
"On the other hand, I'd shout for joy to find the human race capable of such a miracle."
Elena gently touched his hand. "Then, Guardie, there's but one thing to do," she said, with a deep, spiritual look in her blue eyes.
"What?"
