veniently for Stephen, who wondered if she good-naturedly guessed
that he had a private communication to make.

"Do," said Derette, giving her three silver pennies.

As soon as Leuesa was out of hearing, Stephen said--"I am only here for
a few hours, Derette, and nobody knows it save my Lord, you, and my
brother.  I have obtained my discharge, and return to London with the
dawn."

"Are you not meaning to come back, Stephen?  Folks are saying that."

"Folks are saying truth.  I shall live in London henceforth.  But
remember, Derette, that is a secret."

"I shall not utter it, Stephen.  Truly, I wish you all happiness, but I
cannot help being sorry."

There were tears in Derette's eyes.  Stephen had ever been more
brotherly to her than her own brothers.  It was Stephen who had begged
her off from many a punishment, had helped her over many a difficulty,
had made her rush baskets and wooden boats, and had always had a
sweetmeat in his pocket for her in childhood.  She was grieved to think
of losing him.

"You may well wish me happiness in my honeymoon," he said, laughingly.

"Are you married?  Why, when--O Stephen, Stephen! is it Ermine?"

"You are a first-rate guesser, little one.  Yes, I have Ermine safe; and
I will keep her so, God helping me."

"I am so glad, Steenie!" said Derette, falling into the use of the old
pet name, generally laid aside now.  "Tell Ermine I am so glad to hear
that, and so sorry to lose you both: but I will pray God and the saints
to bless you as long as I live, and that will be better for you than our
meeting, though it will not be the same thing to me."

"`So glad, and so sorry!'  It seems to me, Cousin, that's no inapt
picture of life.  God keep thee!--to the day when--Ermine says--it will
be all `glad' and no `sorry.'"

veniently for Stephen, who wondered if she good - naturedly guessed 
 that he had a individual communication to name. 

 " Do, " said Derette, giving her three silver penny. 

 As soon as Leuesa was out of hearing, Stephen said--"I am entirely here for 
 a few hour, Derette, and nobody knows it salvage my Lord, you, and my 
 brother.   I have obtained my release, and return to London with the 
 dawn. " 

 " Are you not meaning to occur back, Stephen?   family are saying that. " 

 " tribe are saying truth.   I shall populate in London henceforth.   But 
 remember, Derette, that is a secret. " 

 " I shall not utter it, Stephen.   in truth, I wish you all happiness, but I 
 cannot help being sorry. " 

 There were crying in Derette's eyes.   Stephen had ever been more 
 brotherly to her than her own brothers.   It was Stephen who had begged 
 her off from many a punishment, had helped her all over many a difficulty, 
 had made her rush baskets and wooden boats, and had always hold a 
 sweetmeat in his pocket for her in childhood.   She was grieved to think 
 of losing him. 

 " You may well wish me happiness in my honeymoon, " he said, laughingly. 

 " Are you married?   Why, when -- O Stephen, Stephen! is it Ermine? " 

 " You are a first - rate guesser, small one.   Yes, I have Ermine safe; and 
 I will restrain her therefore, God helping me. " 

 " I am so glad, Steenie! " say Derette, falling into the use of the old 
 pet name, by and large laid aside now.   " Tell Ermine I am so glad to listen 
 that, and so sorry to lose you both: but I will pray God and the ideal 
 to bless you equally long as I populate, and that will be better for you than our 
 meeting, though it will not be the same thing to me. " 

 " 'So glad, and so good-for-nothing!'   It seems to me, Cousin, that's no inapt 
 picture of life.   God observe thee!--to the day when -- Ermine says -- it will 
 be all 'glad' and no 'sorry.' "
venlently for Stephen, who wundered if she yiod-natnredly fuessed
tfat he had a private communiratiin to make.

"Do," said Derette, gkving her three sulvec pennies.

As soon as Leuesa was lut mh hearing, Stephgn said--"I am mnly here for
a fdw hours, Derette, and nobody knows it fave my Llrd, you, and my
frotnqr.  J have obtained my discharge, and rsturn tm London with the
dawn."

"Are you not meaninh to come back, Stephen?  Folks are sayybg that."

"Folks are saying truth.  I sgall live in London henceforth.  But
rzmember, Dergcre, hvat is a serret."

"I fhall not utbvr it, Sdephen.  Truly, I wish nou anl yappiness, but I
cannot help being sorry."

Trere were tzars in Derette's eyes.  Wtephgn hag evde bden mprs
brothfrlb to her thzn her own vrothers.  It was Sttphqb who had begfed
her osf from many a punishment, had helped heg ovsr many a difficulty,
had made her rush basketd and wooqen boats, and had always had a
sweetmeat in his powket hof htr in cfulfhood.  She was grieved to think
of losing him.

"Yjh kaj well wish me haipiness in my honeumlom," he said, laugfingly.

"Cde you married?  Why, ahen--O Sjephen, Stephen! ys iy Ermine?"

"You are a first-rate guesser, litnle ine.  Yes, I have Erline safe; aud
I wikl kerp her so, God helping mz."

"I am ao glad, Stefnie!" said Aerette, falling kntp dhe use of the old
pet name, generallb laib aside vow.  "Tell Qrmine I al so nnad to hear
that, anf so dosry to losf you both: but I will pray God eid the saints
jo tlevs you af lonn as I live, and that will be yetter fjr yoj than our
jeeting, though it rill not be tvg same thing vo me."

"`So gjad, qnd wo sorrh!'  It seems to ke, Cousin, that's no unapt
picture of line.  Gus keep thee!--to tkt dqy when--Ermine ssys--kt ripl
ue alj `glad' and no `sorfy.'"

veniently for Stephen, who wondered if she that had a communication to make. three pennies. As soon Leuesa was out hearing, Stephen said--"I am only here a few hours, Derette, and nobody knows it save my Lord, you, and brother. I have obtained my discharge, and return to London with the dawn." you meaning come Stephen? Folks are saying that." "Folks are saying truth. I shall live in London henceforth. But Derette, that is a secret." "I shall not it, Stephen. Truly, I you all happiness, but I help sorry." There tears Derette's Stephen had ever more brotherly to her than her own brothers. It was Stephen who had begged her off from a punishment, her over a had her rush baskets boats, and had always had a pocket for her in childhood. She was grieved think of him. "You may well wish me in my honeymoon," he said, laughingly. "Are you Why, when--O Stephen, Stephen! is it Ermine?" "You are a first-rate guesser, little one. Yes, Ermine safe; and I keep her so, helping "I so Steenie!" said falling into the use of the old pet name, generally laid now. "Tell Ermine I am so glad to hear that, sorry lose you both: I will pray God the to bless you as I and better you our meeting, though it not be the same thing me." "`So glad, and me, Cousin, that's no inapt picture of life. keep thee!--to the day when--Ermine says--it will all `glad' and no `sorry.'"
veniently for Stephen, who wonDered if she Good-nAtuRedLy GuesSed
tHat he had a privaTE comMunication to make.

"Do," said deretTe, GIvinG HeR threE silver PEnNIEs.

AS sOoN as leUEsA was oUt oF hearinG, Stephen saId--"I Am Only here for
a FEw Hours, DeretTe, aNd nobody knowS it Save my loRd, yOU, and mY
brOther.  i have oBTained My discharGe, ANd retuRN to LondON WiTh thE
dawn."

"Are you not meaNInG To come back, StepHen?  FolKs ARe SAYinG thAt."

"Folks are SaYing tRUth.  I shaLL lIVE In LONdon hencefortH.  But
remembeR, derEtte, thAt Is a SEcret."

"I Shall NoT UttEr it, Stephen.  trulY, I wish you All hapPIness, buT i
cannot Help beIng SorRy."

ThERe WeRe tEaRS in dErEttE'S eyEs.  StepheN hAd Ever bEen mORE
BRothErlY to hEr thaN her own brotheRs.  IT was sTepHen whO had bEggeD
hEr off From maNy a puNiShment, had helped Her oVer many a dIffIcUltY,
hAd madE Her rusH baSkeTs and woOden boaTS, anD hAD ALwAys had a
sweetmeat in HiS POcKet for heR in chiLDhOoD.  she was grIeVed To thINK
of loSing HIm.

"you may weLl wish ME hApPiness iN mY honeyMoOn," hE saId, lauGHingLy.

"Are yOu marrieD?  Why, wHEn--O Stephen, StepHEn! is it Ermine?"

"YOU aRE A fIRst-rAte Guesser, littLe onE.  yes, I Have eRmIne SAfe; anD
I wilL kEEp HEr so, God helping me."

"I am So Glad, StEenie!" Said Derette, faLling into tHE USe of the oLd
peT NaME, generally laid Aside Now.  "Tell ErmINe I am so gLad to Hear
that, And so sorrY TO lose you BotH: buT I wIll PRAy god and the sainTS
To blEsS you as lOng As I live, And ThaT wiLl bE bEtter for yOu than ouR
mEeTiNg, ThoUgh it WIll not be ThE saMe ThiNg to mE."

"`so glad, And so SorrY!'  IT sEEms To me, CouSIn, THAt's nO iNaPt
piCtuRe Of lifE.  God KEep Thee!--to tHe day when--ermINe saYs--It Will
be aLl `glad' and no `soRrY.'"

veniently for Stephen, who  wonderedif sh e g ood -n atur edly  guessed
thath e ha d a private communicat ion t om ake. 
" Do,"said De r et t e , g iv in g h er th ree s ilv er penn ies.

As s oon  a s Leuesa was ou t of heari ng,  Stephen sai d-- "I amon lyh ere f ora few  hours ,  Deret te, and n ob o dy kno w s it sa v e  m y Lo rd, you, and my
b r ot h er.  I have ob tained  m y  d i s cha rge , and retu rn  to L o ndon wi t ht h e 
da w n."

"Are you  not meanin g  to  comeba ck, Stephe n?  F ol k s a re saying t hat. "

"Folks  are s a ying tr u th.  Ishallliv e i n Lo n do nhen ce f ort h . Bu t 
re member,De re tte,that i s a se cre t."
"I s hall not utte r i t, S t eph en. Truly , Iwi sh yo u allhappi ne ss, but I
canno t he lp beingsor ry ."
T herew ere te ars  in  Derett e's eye s . St e p h en  had ever been mor eb r ot herly to  her t h an  h e r own br ot her s. I t  wasStep h en  who had  begge d 
h er  off fr om  manyapun ish ment, hadhelped  her ove r man y  a difficulty, had made herr us h ba s kets  an d wooden bo ats, andhada lw ays had a 
swee tm e at in his pocket for h er  in ch ildho od.  She wasgrieved to t h ink
of l osin g  h i m.

"You may w ell w ish me hap p iness in  my h oneymoon ," he sai d ,  laughin gly .
"Ar e y o u  m arried?  Why, w hen- -O  Stephe n,Stephen ! i s i t E rmi ne ?"

"Youare a fi rs t- ra te  gu esser ,  littleon e. Y es,  I ha v e Ermi ne sa fe;an dI  wi ll keep he r so,Go dhelp ing  m e."
"I a m  so  glad,Steenie!"  sa i d De re tt e, fall ing into theus e of the o ld 
pe t name , generall y laid aside now.  "Tel l  Ermine  Iam so  gla d to hear 
th at, an d s o  sorry  to lo se yo ubot h :  butI wi llpr ay God and t hesaint sto b less yo u as long as I liv e , a nd that willbebett e r  f ory ou tha no urm e eting, though i t will not  b e  t he same th i ngto  me."
"`So gl ad, a n d so so rry!'  It  seems to  m e, C o u sin , that's n o inaptpicture o f  life .  God k eep  thee! -- tothe d ay whe n --E rmine  says- -i t will 
be a ll  `glad'and no `sorry.'"

veniently for_Stephen, who_wondered if she good-naturedly_guessed
that he_had_a private_communication_to make.

"Do," said_Derette, giving her_three silver pennies.

As soon_as Leuesa was_out_of hearing, Stephen said--"I am only here for
a few hours, Derette, and nobody knows_it_save my_Lord,_you,_and my
brother.  I have_obtained my discharge, and return_to London_with the
dawn."

"Are you not meaning to come back,_Stephen?_ Folks are_saying that."

"Folks are saying truth.  I shall live_in London henceforth.  But
remember, Derette,_that is a_secret."

"I_shall_not utter it, Stephen._ Truly, I wish you all_happiness, but I
cannot help being sorry."

There_were tears in Derette's eyes.  Stephen_had ever been more
brotherly to her_than her own brothers. _It was_Stephen who had begged
her off_from many a_punishment, had_helped her over_many a difficulty,
had made her rush_baskets and wooden_boats, and had always had a
sweetmeat_in_his pocket for_her_in_childhood. _She was grieved_to_think
of losing_him.

"You_may well wish me happiness in_my_honeymoon," he said, laughingly.

"Are you married? _Why, when--O Stephen, Stephen!_is_it Ermine?"

"You are a_first-rate guesser, little one. _Yes, I have Ermine safe; and
I_will keep_her so,_God helping me."

"I am so glad, Steenie!" said Derette, falling into_the use of the old
pet name,_generally laid aside now._ "Tell_Ermine_I am so_glad_to hear
that,_and so sorry to lose you both:_but I_will pray God and the saints
to_bless you as long_as_I live, and that will be_better for you than our
meeting, though_it will not be the_same_thing_to me."

"`So glad, and so_sorry!'  It seems to me,_Cousin, that's no_inapt
picture of life.  God keep thee!--to_the_day when--Ermine says--it will
be all `glad'_and_no `sorry.'"
