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Had she and Tibbie but been on terms, she might have gained some relief by confiding her woes to her, but that young lady's visit came to an end so promptly after the departure of Evatt that restoration of good feeling was only obtained in the parting kiss.

"Won't you please take it?" begged Janice, not a little non-plussed by her position, and that Evatt should be a witness of it. "We know it belongs to you, and 't is too valuable for me to " "How know you that?" questioned the man, still smiling pleasantly. "Because 't was with your clothes when you went in swimming," said Janice, frankly.

Evatt turned away to conceal an unsuppressable smile, while thinking, "The innocent imagines London but another Brunswick!" "Dost think I should make him take it back?" asked Janice. "Certainly not," replied her advise; responding to the only too manifest wish of the girl. "Then dost think I should speak to mommy or dadda?" "'T is surely needless!

First, that he wished the marriage to take place speedily, and second, that at New York he had met Mr. Evatt, just landed from a South Carolina ship, and intending, as soon as some matter of business was completed, to repeat his former visit to Greenwood, an intention that the squire had heartily indorsed by the warmest of invitations.

And for him to say it at the tavern, where 't will be all over the county in no time! Was it very bad?" "No one would believe a redemptioner," replied Evatt. "Yet had I the right " "Marse Meredith send me to tell youse come to breakfast," interrupted Peg from the gateway in the box. "Why!" exclaimed the girl. "It can't be seven."

"Thou camst nigh to losing her, Phil," declared Mrs. Meredith. "Ay," added the squire. "Hast heard of how that scoundrel Evatt schemed "Oh, dadda!" moaned Janice, imploringly. "No scoundrel is he, squire, nor farmer neither; he bein' Lord Clowes," asserted Phil. "He joined our army at New York, and is Sir William's commissary-general an' right-hand man."

"The squire ordered it early, that I might be in the saddle betimes," explained Evatt, and then as the girl started toward the house, he checked the movement by taking her hand. "Miss Janice," he said, "in a half-hour I shall ride away not because 't is my wish, but because I'm engaged in an important and perilous mission a mission can ye keep a secret even from from your father and mother?"

"May I come back?" demanded Evatt. "Yes," assented the girl, desperately. "And ye promise to be secret?" "I promise," cried Janice, and to her relief recovered her hand, just as Charles entered the garden.

"I wish I could show you the picture," she ended. "She is the most beautiful creature I ever saw." "Hast never looked in a mirror, Miss Janice?" "Now thou 't just teasing." "I' faith, 't is the last thought in my mind," said Evatt, heartily. "You really think me pretty?" questioned the girl, with evident delight if uncertainty.

Over the rum a letter to Sir William Howe was written by Evatt, and he and Phil arranged to be up and away betimes in the morning. "That gets him well out of the way," remarked Evatt, as in his bedroom he stripped off his clothes. "Now to be as successful with Miss Blushing Innocence."