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"No--I'll read it," begged Phil.
"No, you won't! I'll read it myself!" burst out Madeleine, catching the letter from Phil's hand and whirling around the room in her glee.
"Listen: 'The Trust Company needs men like you, Mr. Colton, and so does the Street!' Isn't that lovely?"
"And that's not all, Old Gentleman!" shouted Phil. "We are going to be married in a month. What do you think of that!"
"And Mr. Eggleston is willing!"
"_Willing!_ Why, you don't think he would offend Mr. Stockton, do you?"
Gregg had them in his arms now--Madeleine a bundle of joyous laughter; Phil radiant, self-contained, determined.
For a brief moment the three stood silent. A hush came over them.
Adam's head was bent, his forehead almost touching Phil's shoulder, a prayer trembling on his lips. Then with a sudden movement he led them to the portrait, and in an exultant tone, through which an unbidden sob fought its way, he cried:
"Look up, my children--up into your mother's face. See the joy in her eyes! It is all her doing, Phil."
"Oh! my beloved, now you know."
The picture has never been taken from Gregg's studio. It still keeps its place over the mantel. There is rarely a day that one of the three does not place flowers beneath it; sometimes Madeleine and Phil arrange them; sometimes Adam; and sometimes little blue-eyed, golden-haired Olivia is lifted up in Gregg's strong arms so that she may fill the jar with her own wee hands.
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