`` Do you know why I have come ? '' I asked . `` I am vain enough to think it was because you wanted to see me , '' she smiled . `` I did want to see you ; but I would have waited until summer if it had not been that I wished to bring you the missing chapter of your story , dear lady . '' `` I -- I -- do n't understand , '' said Miss Sylvia , starting slightly . `` I had an uncle , Alan Blair , who died forty years ago in California , '' I said quietly . `` Recently I have had occasion to examine some of his papers . I found a journal among them and I have brought it to you because I think that you have the best right to it . '' I dropped the parcel in her lap . She was silent with surprise and bewilderment . `` And now , '' I added , `` I am going away . You wo n't want to see me or anyone for a while after you have read this book . But I will come up to see you to-morrow . '' When I went the next day Miss Sylvia herself met me at the door . She caught my hand and drew me into the hall . Her eyes were softly radiant . `` Oh , you have made me so happy ! '' she said tremulously . `` Oh , you can never know how happy ! Nothing hurts now -- nothing ever can hurt , because I know he did care . ''
She laid her face down on my shoulder , as a girl might have nestled XXXXX her lover , and I bent and kissed her for Uncle Alan .
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