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"I expect Miss Veronica has gone to see poor folks; it is a way she has," and spitefully closed it. After tea mother came up to inquire the reason of my seclusion. My excuse of fatigue she readily accepted, for she thought I still looked ill. I had changed so much, she said, it made her heart ache to look at me. When I could speak of the accident at Rosville, would I tell her all?

It was different with grandfathers and grandmothers, of course; they died, since it was not particularly necessary for them to live after their children were married. It was early June when I went to Rosville; it was now October. There was nothing more for me to discover there. My relations at home and at school were established, and it was probable that the next year's plans were all settled.

I was the only one of the family who never went to Rosville. Aunt Merce took up her abode with Alice, on account of Arthur, whom she idolized. When father was married again, the Morgeson family denounced him for it, and for leaving Surrey; but they accepted his invitations to Rosville, and returned with glowing accounts of his new house and his hospitality.

We were dressed by nine o'clock, Alice in black velvet, with a wreath of flowers in her black hair I in alight blue velvet bodice, and white silk skirt. We were waiting for the ball hack to come for us, as hat was the custom, for no one owned a close coach in Rosville, when Charles brought in some splendid scarlet flowers which he gave to Alice. "Where are Cassandra's?"

"Take a chair," said Temperance, who was never abashed, thumping one down before the stranger. "What is all this?" inquired father. "Only a Ranz des Vaches, father, to please Aunt Merce." The stranger's eyes were fastened upon me, while father introduced us to "Mr. Charles Morgeson, of Rosville." "Please receive me as a relative," he said, turning to shake hands with mother.

White had been crossed in love, and long after had married a deformed woman for science's sake, perhaps. His talent was well known out of Rosville; but he was unambitious and eccentric. "He is interested in you, Cass, that I see. Are you quite well? What about the change you spoke of?" "Dr. White has theories; he has attached one to me.

"There is your Providence," he said quietly, resting his hand against the tree. I ran round to the front piazza, just as Ben Somers turned out of the lane, and called him. "I have wandered all over Rosville since sunset," he said "and at last struck upon that lane. To whom does it belong?" "It is ours, and the horses are exercised there."

She sent out the two youngest, put little Edward in his chair, and breakfast began. "Mrs. Morgeson," said Charles, "the horses will be ready to take you round Rosville. We will call on Dr. Price, for you to see the kind of master Cassandra will have. I have already spoken to him about receiving a new pupil." "Oh, I am homesick at the idea of school and a master," I said.

A hard, stern face was still in our recollection. We remembered a certain figure, whose steps had ceased about the house, whose voice was hushed, but who was potent yet. "We shall not forget each other," she said. And so I took my way out of Rosville. Ben Somers went with us to Boston, and stayed at the Bromfield.

The mystery teased her, but she said nothing. Aunt Merce had gone to Rosville with Arthur. There was no visitor with us; there had been none beside Ben since mother died. All seemed kept at bay. I wrote to Helen to come and pass the summer, but her child was too young for such a journey, she concluded. Ben had sailed for Switzerland.