CHAPTER XVII

ARGUES THE UN-WISDOM OF COMMON SENSE He awoke suddenly to see Eve-Ann leaning above him in a rosy dawn. "Eh, ah, yes, child?" quoth he, stifling a yawn and glancing about, sleepy-eyed. "Breakfast--'tis--'tis nearly ready!" she answered, turning from him to the fire that burned cheerily. "Breakfast?" he repeated. "But why so early; the sun is scarcely risen? Why, what troubles you, child?" he questioned, sitting up, for he saw her pale and anxious. "Thyself, John!" she exclaimed, with strangely passionate gesture …