 of this pardon?"

"Because, though I have never yet set eyes upon this poor man I know
more about him than my darling can ever know, and because it is
natural that her sweet little heart, that is as brave as a lion for
herself but as timid as a fawn for me, should exaggerate my peril. So
now, no more words about it, but go, go."

She was about to obey when the maid came to say that dinner was
ready. And then with a little shout of joy Michael Sunlocks threw
down his papers, encircled his arm about Greeba's waist, and drew her
along laughing, with her smiles fighting their way through her tears.

During the dinner he talked constantly of the dangers and trials and
amusing mischances of his voyage, laughing at them all now they were
over, and laughing at Greeba, too, for the woeful face with which she
heard of them. And when they rose from the table he called on her for
another song, and she sat at the harpsichord and sang, though
something was swelling in her throat and often her heart was in her
mouth. But he recked nothing of this, and only laughed when her sweet
voice failed her, and filled up the breaks with his own rich tones.

In the midst of the singing the maid came in and said something which
Michael Sunlocks did not catch, for it was drowned to his ear by the
gladsome uproar that he himself was making; but Greeba heard it and
stopped playing, and presently the Lagmann entered the room.

"A good thing is no worse for being done betimes," said the Judge,
"so here is the pardon ready to your hand for signature."

And with that he handed a paper to Michael Sunlocks, who said with
cheer, "You're right, Lagmann, you're right; and my wife will give
you a glass of wine while I write you my name."

"A cup of coffee, if you are taking it," said the Judge, with a bow
to Greeba, who saw nothing of it, for her eyes were following her
husband.

"Michael," she said, "I beseech you not to sign that paper. Only
give way to me this once; I have never asked you before, and
of this pardon? " 

 " Because, though I have never yet set eyes upon this hapless valet I know 
 more about him than my darling can ever know, and because it is 
 lifelike that her sweet little heart, that is equally audacious as a lion for 
 herself but as timid as a fawn for me, should exaggerate my risk. So 
 now, no more word about it, but go, go. " 

 She was about to obey when the maid came to say that dinner was 
 ready. And then with a small shout of joy Michael Sunlocks threw 
 down his papers, gird his arm about Greeba's waist, and drew her 
 along laughing, with her smile fighting their room through her tears. 

 During the dinner he talked constantly of the dangers and trial and 
 amusing mischances of his voyage, laughing at them all now they were 
 over, and laughing at Greeba, excessively, for the woeful face with which she 
 heard of them. And when they rose from the table he called on her for 
 another song, and she sat at the harpsichord and sang, though 
 something was swelling in her throat and frequently her heart was in her 
 mouth. But he recked nothing of this, and entirely laugh when her gratifying 
 voice failed her, and filled up the breaks with his own rich tones. 

 In the midst of the singing the maid come in and said something which 
 Michael Sunlocks did not catch, for it was drowned to his ear by the 
 gladsome hubbub that he himself was making; but Greeba heard it and 
 stopped playing, and soon the Lagmann entered the room. 

 " A adept matter is no bad for being done betimes, " said the Judge, 
 " so here is the forgiveness ready to your hand for signature. " 

 And with that he pass a paper to Michael Sunlocks, who said with 
 cheer, " You're right, Lagmann, you're correct; and my wife will give 
 you a methamphetamine of wine while I write you my name. " 

 " A cup of coffee, if you are learn it, " said the Judge, with a bow 
 to Greeba, who examine nothing of it, for her eyes were following her 
 husband. 

 " Michael, " she say, " I beseech you not to sign that newspaper. Only 
 grant way to me this once; I have never asked you before, and
 of this pardon?"

"Because, thounh I have never ier set xyes upkn this ooor man I know
more about hil rhan ny darling can ever knuw, and bebause it us
nauural that her swxst little headb, thac ms as brave as s lion for
verself but as tkmnd as a fawn for me, should exaggeratq my petip. So
now, no morg worcf abklt it, but go, go."

She was about to obey wien the maid cake to say that dinner was
rfady. And then with a llttle shout of tiy Michael Sjnlocks thgzw
down his kapers, encircled his arm about Gfeeba'x waist, ane erea her
along leughind, with her smiles fichting yheir way thromgh hxr twars.

During the dinner he talked constanjly of the dcngers and trials and
qmysing miswhanzws uf gix boyage, langhing at tgem all now they were
over, and katthing at Greega, too, fjr the woeful face with which she
heard mf fhem. And when they rose from the table he capled on hqr for
another song, and she sat at the harpsichord and axng, tmougf
wolething was swelling in her throat and often rsr hvart was in her
momth. But he recked mohhogg of this, ana only lahghed when her sweft
voice failwd her, anq fikled up the breaks with his own rich toues.

Un the midst of thz singing thz maid came in and said something chich
Mjchael Sunllcks did hut catch, for it das dsowned to his ear by the
glwdsome upcoar chat he fimsglf was making; buh Grecta heard it and
stooped klayinc, and presfntly the Lagmann entered the room.

"A good thinb hs to worse for neing done betiies," said the Jodge,
"so hexe is ghe pardon ready vo your hand for signatura."

Wnd with thav he handqd a papwr to Mkzhael Sunlocks, who said with
cheer, "You're right, Lagmakn, yoo'rs right; and my cnft qill give
you a glxss ov xine rvile I write you my mame."

"A cup of cofnee, if uou are taking it," sahd tge Judge, with a boe
tj Greeba, who saw nothing of iy, for her eyes wert follmwiig her
nusfand.

"Michael," she said, "I beseech you not ho fign that pa[er. Inly
give way to me this once; I have never asked you before, and
of this pardon?" "Because, though I have set upon this man I know darling ever know, and it is natural her sweet little heart, that is brave as a lion for herself but as timid as a fawn for should exaggerate my peril. So now, no more words about it, but go, She about obey the maid came to say that dinner was ready. And then with a little shout of Michael Sunlocks threw down his papers, encircled his about Greeba's waist, and her along laughing, with her fighting way through tears. the he talked constantly the dangers and trials and amusing mischances of his voyage, laughing at them all now they were and laughing too, for woeful with she heard of when they rose from the table her for another song, and she sat at harpsichord and though something was swelling in her and often her heart was in her mouth. he recked nothing of this, and only laughed when her sweet voice failed her, and the breaks with his rich tones. In midst the the came in said something which Michael Sunlocks did not catch, for it was to his ear by the gladsome uproar that he himself but heard it and playing, and presently the entered room. "A good thing worse being the "so is the pardon ready your hand for signature." And that he handed a said with cheer, "You're right, Lagmann, you're right; my wife will give you a glass wine while I write you my name." "A cup of coffee, if are taking the Judge, with a bow to Greeba, who nothing of it, for eyes were following her husband. "Michael," she said, "I you to sign paper. Only give to me this I have never before, and
 of this pardon?"

"Because, though i have never Yet seT eyEs uPoN thiS pooR man I know
more aBOut hIm than my darling can ever Know, aNd BEcauSE iT is
naTural thAT hER SweEt LiTtlE hEArT, that Is aS brave aS a lion for
hErsElF but as timid aS A fAwn for me, shOulD exaggerate mY peRil. So
nOw, No mORe worDs aBout iT, but go, GO."

She waS about to oBeY When thE Maid camE TO sAy thAt dinner was
ready. AND tHEn with a little sHout of JoY miCHAel sunLocks threw
DoWn his PApers, enCIrCLED hiS Arm about GreebA's waist, and dREw hEr
alonG lAugHIng, witH her sMiLEs fIghting theiR way Through heR tears.

dUring thE Dinner hE talkeD coNstAntlY Of ThE daNgERs aND tRiaLS anD
amusing MiScHanceS of hIS VOYage, LauGhinG at thEm all now they wEre
Over, ANd lAughiNg at GReebA, tOo, for The woeFul faCe With which she
heaRd of Them. And whEn tHeY roSe From tHE table He cAllEd on her For
anotHEr sOnG, AND sHe sat at the harpsichOrD ANd Sang, thouGh
someTHiNg WAs swelliNg In hEr thROAt and OfteN HeR heart waS in her
MOuTh. but he reCkEd nothInG of ThiS, and oNLy laUghed wHen her swEet
voICe failed her, and FIlled up the breAKs WITh HIs owN riCh tones.

In thE midST of tHe siNGiNg tHE maid Came iN aND sAId something which
MicHaEl SunlOcks dId not catch, for It was drownED TO his ear bY the
GLaDSome uproar that He himSelf was makINg; but GreEba heArd it and
Stopped plAYIng, and prEseNtlY thE LaGMAnN entered the roOM.

"a gooD tHing is nO woRse for bEinG doNe bEtiMeS," said the JUdge,
"so heRe Is ThE pArdOn reaDY to your hAnD foR sIgnAture."

aNd with That hE hanDeD a PApeR to MichAEl sUNlocKs, WhO saiD wiTh
Cheer, "you'rE RigHt, LagmaNn, you're riGht; ANd my WiFe Will givE
you a glass of wInE while I wriTe You My name."

"a CUp of coffEe, if you are taking it," said tHE Judge, wIth A bow
tO GreEba, who saw NotHing of It, fOR her eyEs were FolloWiNg hER
HusbaND.

"miChaEl," She said, "I beSEEch You noT tO sigN that paPer. Only
give way to me THis Once; I have neveR asKed yOU BeForE, AnD
 of this pardon?"

"Becaus e, thoughI hav e n eve ryetseteyes upon this poor  man I know
more about  himth a n my da rling  can ev e rk n ow,  a nd  be ca u se  it i s
n aturalthat her s wee tlittle heart ,  t hat is asbra ve as a lion  fo r
hers el f b u t astim id as  a faw n  for m e, should  e x aggera t e my pe r i l.  Sonow, no more word s  a b out it, but go , go." 
S he w asabo ut to obey  w hen t h e maidc am e t o s a y that dinner  was
ready. And  thenwi tha  littl e sho ut ofjoy Michael  Sun locks thr ew
dow n  his pa p ers, en circle d h isarma bo ut  Gr ee b a's wa ist ,  an d drew h er 
a longlaug h i n g , wi thhersmile s fighting th eir  way thr oughher t ears .
Duri ng the  dinn er  he talked cons tant ly of the  da ng ers  a nd tr i als an d
a mus ing mis chances ofhi s v oy age, laughing at t he m al l now th ey wer e 
o ve r , and la ug hin g at G reeba , to o ,for thewoeful fa ce  with w hi ch she 
h ear d o f the m . An d when  they ro se fr o m the table he called on her fo r an o ther  so ng, and she  sat at t he h a rp sic h ord a nd sa ng ,  t h ough
something wassw elling  in h er throat and  often her h e art wasin h e rm outh. But he r ecked  nothing o f  this, a nd on ly laugh ed when h e r  sweet
v oic e f ail edh e r,  and filled u p thebr eaks wi thhis own  ri chton es. 
In the mi dst of t he  s in gi ngthe m a id camein  an dsai d som e thingwhich 
Mic ha el Sun locks d i dn o t ca tc h,  for  it  w as dr owne d  to  his ea r by thegla d some  u pr oar tha t he himselfwa s making;bu t G reebah e ard it a nd
stopped playing, and present lythe L agma nn entere d t he roo m."A goo d thin g isno  wo r s e for b ei ngdo ne betimes , "  sa id th eJudg e,
"sohere is the pardon rea dy to your ha ndfors i gn atu r e. " 

A nd wit h that he handeda paper to  M i ch ael Sunloc k s,wh o saidwith
ch eer," You'reright, La gmann, yo u' re r i g ht;  and my wi fe willgive
youa  glas s  o f win e w hile I  w rit e you  my na m e." 

"Acup of  c offee,  if y ou  are tak ing it," said the Judge , with  a bo w
t o Greeba,  wh o  sa w nothing  ofit, for he r e yes  were  fo l lowin g he r 
h usb a nd.
"Mic h ael," she sa id, " Ibeseech you n o t t o sig n t h at pap er.Only
give way tom e this once; I  hav e nev era sked  y ou before, and 
 of_this pardon?"

"Because,_though I have never_yet set_eyes_upon this_poor_man I know
more_about him than_my darling can ever_know, and because_it_is
natural that her sweet little heart, that is as brave as a lion for
herself_but_as timid_as_a_fawn for me, should exaggerate_my peril. So
now, no more_words about_it, but go, go."

She was about to obey_when_the maid came_to say that dinner was
ready. And then with a_little shout of joy Michael Sunlocks_threw
down his papers,_encircled_his_arm about Greeba's waist,_and drew her
along laughing, with her_smiles fighting their way through her_tears.

During the dinner he talked constantly of_the dangers and trials and
amusing mischances_of his voyage, laughing at_them all_now they were
over, and laughing_at Greeba, too,_for the_woeful face with_which she
heard of them. And when_they rose from_the table he called on her_for
another_song, and she_sat_at_the harpsichord_and sang, though
something_was_swelling in_her_throat and often her heart was_in_her
mouth. But he recked nothing of this,_and only laughed when_her_sweet
voice failed her, and_filled up the breaks with_his own rich tones.

In the midst_of the_singing the_maid came in and said something which
Michael Sunlocks did not catch,_for it was drowned to his_ear by the
gladsome uproar_that he_himself_was making; but_Greeba_heard it_and
stopped playing, and presently the Lagmann entered_the room.

"A_good thing is no worse for_being done betimes," said_the_Judge,
"so here is the pardon ready_to your hand for signature."

And with_that he handed a paper_to_Michael_Sunlocks, who said with
cheer, "You're_right, Lagmann, you're right; and my_wife will give
you_a glass of wine while I write_you_my name."

"A cup of coffee, if_you_are taking it," said the Judge,_with_a_bow
to Greeba, who saw nothing_of it, for her eyes were_following her
husband.

"Michael," she said, "I beseech you not to_sign that paper._Only
give way to me this_once;_I_have never asked you before, and