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The younger Harper sat in his arm-chair, leaning his forehead on his hand, and from under that curve now and then looking at them all, especially Agatha. At a late hour the brothers went away, leaving Mrs. and Miss Ianson in a state of extreme delight, and Miss Bowen in a mood that, to say the least, was thoughtful more thoughtful than usual.

"Keep up, keep up, dear girl!" he cried. "We'll soon be there. Try, try to keep up! Don't lose for a moment the thought that you are near land, that you are almost there. We are safe, you can go on only a few moments more!" Poor Agatha strove as Jim bade her, gallantly, hearing his voice as through a thickening wall; but she had already done her best, and more.

At any rate, Agatha, as I said before, he may never cross her path again, and you may, a year or two hence, find her perfectly amenable to your wishes." Upon the following day the doge requested Gervaise to accompany him to a meeting of the council.

I am now sitting by his bedside, where I can see his face while he sleeps. He is waking! "When he woke he asked me for his coat, as he wanted to get something from the pocket. I asked Sister Agatha, and she brought all his things.

When he did, there was no mistaking the compassionate voice. "Eh, poor soul! What's wrong wi'ee?" Agatha sprang up with a cry. There were two standing by her, from whose presence she would gladly have run to the world's end Mr. Dugdale and her husband.

Miss Bertram approved the decision, for the less he had to learn the better; and though she could not sympathise in his wish that the Count and Agatha might be to act together, nor wait very patiently while he was slowly turning over the leaves with the hope of still discovering such a scene, she very kindly took his part in hand, and curtailed every speech that admitted being shortened; besides pointing out the necessity of his being very much dressed, and chusing his colours.

"Perhaps that is the very reason Papa sent for you," continued Eulalie, stretching herself out on the sofa. "The person said he knew you, and asked Mary where you were living, and whether you were very happy together, you and your husband." Agatha rose abruptly, dashing down a heavy volume that lay on her knee she certainly had not a mild temper.

"I met the man for the first time yesterday, and rather took to him. One of your naval petty officers, forcibly retired. He can't live upon his pension, that is why he's going out to Canada. Now you'll excuse me." "I wonder," ventured Agatha, "if you would let me go back with you?" Wyllard looked at her curiously.

Wyllard, who was standing close by, turned to Agatha. "I don't think we'll be wanted. You have probably earned your breakfast." They went back to the saloon deck, and the girl smiled when he looked at her inquiringly. "It was a little horrible, but I hadn't so many to deal with," she said. "Do you, and those others, expect to bring any order out of that chaos?"

It is only a few minutes since I woke up." "And found yourself where you had been before?" "Why, where else should I find myself?" "Would you mind telling me, Agatha, what it was that you dreamed about me? It really is not mere curiosity on my part." "I merely had a vague impression that you came into it. I cannot recall any thing definite."