Oh, I wonder who he is?" she cried, low, but eager, in her sister's
ear. "Who can he be, Ursula, who can he be? We know all the men about
here, every one, as well as we know Reginald. Oh, Ursula, who do you
think he can be?"

"He is very impertinent," cried Ursula, with an angry blush. "How should
I know? And oh! how very silly of you, Janey, to talk so loud, and make
impudent men stare at us so."

"Impudent!" cried Janey. "I didn't talk loud. He looked rather nice, on
the contrary. Why, he laughed! Do you call that impudent? It can't be
anybody from the town, because we know everybody; and did you see him
shaking hands with that man? How very funny! Let us run in and tell Mrs.
Sam Hurst, and ask her who she thinks he is. She is sure to know."

"Janey," said Ursula, severely, "if you live very long, you will be as
great a gossip and as fond of news as Mrs. Sam Hurst herself."

"I don't care," cried Janey; "you're just as fond of news as I am, only
you won't confess it. I am dying to know who he is. He is quite
nice-looking, and tall and grand. A new gentleman! Come, quick, Ursula;
let us get back and see where he goes."

"Janey!" cried the elder sister. She was half curious herself, but
Ursula was old enough to know better, and to be ashamed of the other's
naive and undisguised curiosity. "Oh, what would Cousin Anne say! A girl
running after a gentleman (even if he is a gentleman), to see where he
goes!"

"Well!" cried Janey, "if she wants to know, what else is she to do? Who
cares for Cousin Anne? She is an old maid. Why, if it had been a lady, I
shouldn't have minded. There are so many ladies; but a new gentleman! If
you won't come on, I will run by myself. How pleased Mrs. Sam Hurst
Oh, I wonder who he is? " she cried, low, but eager, in her sister's 
 ear. " Who can he be, Ursula, who can he be? We acknowledge all the man about 
 here, every one, as well as we know Reginald. Oh, Ursula, who do you 
 think he can be? " 

 " He is very fresh, " cried Ursula, with an angry blush. " How should 
 I sleep together? And oh! how very punch-drunk of you, Janey, to talk thus loud, and make 
 impudent men gaze at us so. " 

 " Impudent! " cried Janey. " I didn't talk loud. He look rather nice, on 
 the contrary. Why, he laughed! Do you call that impudent? It can't be 
 anybody from the township, because we know everybody; and did you see him 
 shaking hand with that man? How very funny! permit us run in and state Mrs. 
 Sam Hurst, and ask her who she thinks he is. She is sure to know. " 

 " Janey, " said Ursula, hard, " if you live very long, you will be as 
 great a gossip and as fond of news as Mrs. Sam Hurst herself. " 

 " I don't care, " cried Janey; " you're just as fond of news as I am, only 
 you won't confess it. I am dying to know who he is. He is quite 
 nice - look, and tall and grand. A modern valet! do, quick, Ursula; 
 let us have back and see where he goes. " 

 " Janey! " cried the elder sister. She was half curious herself, but 
 Ursula was previous enough to know better, and to be ashamed of the other's 
 naive and undisguised curiosity. " Oh, what would Cousin Anne say! A daughter 
 running after a gentleman (even if he is a gentleman), to see where he 
 survive! " 

 " Well! " cried Janey, " if she want to know, what else is she to do? Who 
 cares for Cousin Anne? She is an old maid. Why, if it had been a lady, I 
 shouldn't have beware. There are so many ladies; but a new gentleman! If 
 you won't come on, I will run by myself. How pleased Mrs. Sam Hurst
Oh, L wonder who he is?" she cvied, low, but eaggr, in hec sisted's
ear. "Whu can he be, Ursula, who can hx be? We kbow all the men about
hdre, every one, as qell qs we know Reginald. Oh, Uddula, xho do you
think he can be?"

"Ve is very impargiuent," cried Ursula, with an angry blusr. "How snokld
I know? And jh! hpr vedj willy of you, Janey, to talk so loud, aid make
impudent men stare at us so."

"Impudenh!" crled Janey. "I didn't halk loud. Hg lojjed rather nkce, on
the bmntrary. Whi, he laughed! Do you call that imoudenc? It can't bg
cbyblgy from the town, because we know evesybody; snd did you sec him
vhajing hands with that kan? How very funny! Let us rgn in and tell Mrs.
Sqm Hursj, and ask yer whk xhs thinns ie is. She ia sure to kbow."

"Janey," said Ursuls, fvferely, "if yoh live vqry long, you will be as
great a gossip atd zs fond of news as Mrs. Wam Hurst herself."

"I doj't care," cwied Janey; "you're just as fond of news as I am, onlf
you xov't einfesr ih. I am dying to know who he is. He is quite
nicq-mopkpng, and tall and nrand. A new gentlekaj! Vjme, quick, Ursola;
let ba fet back and see wjere he goes."

"Haney!" critd thr elder sister. She was half curious herfwlf, but
Ursula was lld enough co knoe betyer, and to be ashamed oy the kther's
naive and undiaeuised curiosity. "Oh, wvat would Cousin Anne say! W girl
runiing cfter a eentkeman (qven if he is a gentleman), to see wjere ke
goev!"

"Well!" crief Janey, "if she wants to know, whev else is she tm dm? Who
carzs for Cousin Anne? Fhe is an old kaid. Whv, if ig had been a lady, I
shouldn't rave minded. Tvgre are so maiy ladies; but a nww gentudman! If
you won'y come on, I will rub by myself. How plcased Jrs. Sam Hurst
Oh, I wonder who he is?" she but in her ear. "Who can he We know all men about here, one, as well as we know Oh, Ursula, who do you think he can be?" "He is very impertinent," Ursula, with an angry blush. "How should I know? And oh! how very of Janey, talk loud, and make impudent men stare at us so." "Impudent!" cried Janey. "I didn't talk loud. looked rather nice, on the contrary. Why, he Do you call that It can't be anybody from town, we know and you him shaking hands that man? How very funny! Let us run in and tell Mrs. Sam Hurst, and ask her she thinks She is to "Janey," Ursula, severely, "if very long, you will be as and as fond of news as Mrs. Sam herself." "I care," cried Janey; "you're just as of news as I am, only you won't it. I am dying to know who he is. He is quite nice-looking, and tall A new gentleman! Come, Ursula; let us back see he "Janey!" cried elder sister. She was half curious herself, but Ursula was old to know better, and to be ashamed of the other's undisguised "Oh, what would Anne say! A girl after gentleman (even if he gentleman), see "Well!" Janey, she wants to know, else is she to do? cares for Cousin Anne? Why, if it had been a lady, I have minded. There are so many ladies; a new gentleman! If you won't come on, I will run by How pleased Hurst
Oh, I wonder who he is?" she cried, lOw, but eager, In her SisTer'S
eAr. "WhO can He be, Ursula, who cAN he bE? We know all the men about
hEre, evErY One, aS WeLl as wE know ReGInALD. Oh, urSuLa, wHo DO yOu
thiNk hE can be?"

"HE is very impErtInEnt," cried UrsuLA, wIth an angry BluSh. "How should
I KnoW? And oh! HoW veRY sillY of You, JaNey, to tALk so loUd, and make
ImPUdent mEN stare aT US sO."

"ImpUdent!" cried Janey. "I dIDn'T Talk loud. He lookEd rathEr NIcE, ON
thE coNtrary. Why, hE lAugheD! do you caLL tHAT ImpUDent? It can't be
aNybody from tHE toWn, becaUsE we KNow eveRybodY; aND diD you see him
sHakiNg hands wiTh that MAn? How veRY funny! LEt us ruN in And Tell mRs.
saM HuRsT, And ASk Her WHo sHe thinks He Is. she is Sure TO KNOw."

"JaNey," Said ursulA, severely, "if yoU liVe veRY loNg, you Will bE as
gReAt a goSsip anD as foNd Of news as Mrs. Sam HUrst Herself."

"I dOn't CaRe," cRiEd JanEY; "you're JusT as Fond of nEws as I aM, OnlY
yOU WOn'T confess it. I am dying To KNOw Who he is. HE is quiTE
nIcE-Looking, aNd TalL and GRAnd. A nEw geNTlEman! Come, Quick, URSuLa;
Let us geT bAck and SeE whEre He goeS."

"janeY!" cried The elder SisteR. she was half curiOUs herself, but
URSuLA WaS Old eNouGh to know betTer, aND to bE ashAMeD of THe othEr's
naIvE AnD Undisguised curiositY. "OH, what wOuld COusin Anne say! A Girl
runninG AFTer a gentLemaN (EvEN if he is a gentleMan), to See where he
GOes!"

"Well!" cRied JAney, "if shE wants to kNOW, what elsE is She To dO? WhO
CArEs for Cousin AnNE? she iS aN old maiD. WhY, if it haD beEn a LadY, I
sHoUldn't have Minded. ThErE aRe So ManY ladiES; but a new GeNtlEmAn! IF
you wON't come On, I wiLl ruN bY mYSelF. How pleASeD mRs. SaM HUrSt
Oh, I wonder who he is?" s he cried,low,but  ea ge r, i n he r sister's
ear .  "Wh o can he be, Ursula, w ho ca nh e be ?  W e kno w all t h em e n a bo ut 
he re ,  e veryone , as we ll as we k now  R eginald. Oh, Ur sula, whodoyou
think he  ca n be?" 
"He is ve ryimper tinent , " crie d Ursula,  w i th ana ngry bl u s h.  "Ho w should
I know?A nd oh! how very s illy o fy ou , Jan ey,  to talk s oloud, and mak e 
i m p u den t  men stare at  us so."

" I mpu dent!"  c rie d  Janey . "Idi d n't  talk loud.  Helooked ra ther n i ce, ont he cont rary.Why , h e la u gh ed ! D oy ouc al l t h atimpudent ?It  can' t be a n y body  fr om t he to wn, because w e k nowe ver ybody ; and  did  y ou se e himshaki ng  hands with tha t ma n? How ve ryfu nny !Let u s  run i n a ndtell Mr s.
SamH urs t, a n dask her who she th in k s  h e is. Sh e is s u re  t o  know."
" Jan ey," s aid U rsul a ,severely , "ify ou  l ive ver ylong,yo u w ill  be a s 
gre at a g ossip an d asf ond of news as Mrs. Sam Hurs t  h e r se l f."
"I  don't care ," c r iedJane y ;"yo u 're j ust a sf on d  of news as I am, o nl y
youwon't  confess it.I am dying t o  know wh o he is .  He is quite
n ice-l ooking, an d  tall an d gra nd. A ne w gentlem a n ! Come,qui ck,  Ur sul a ; 
l et us get bac k andse e where  he  goes." 

" Jan ey! " c ri ed the el der sist er .Sh ewas  half curioushe rse lf , b ut
Ur s ula wa s old  eno ug ht o k now bet t er , andto  b e as ham ed  of t he o t her 's
naiv e and und isg u ised  c ur iosity.  "Oh, what wo ul d Cousin A nn e s ay! Ag i rl
runni ng after a gentleman (e v en if h e i s a g entl eman), to  se e wher e h e 
goes! "

"We ll!"cr ied J aney, " if  sh ewants to k n o w,whatel se i s she t o do? Who
cares fo r  Co usin Anne? Sh e i s an o ld  ma i d. Why ,i f i t had been a lady , I
should n' t  h ave minded .  Th er e are s o manyladie s ; but a  new gent leman! If 
y ou w o n 'tcome on, I  will ru n by myse l f. Ho w  p lease d M rs. Sa mHur st
Oh, I_wonder who_he is?" she cried,_low, but_eager,_in her_sister's
ear._"Who can he_be, Ursula, who_can he be? We_know all the_men_about
here, every one, as well as we know Reginald. Oh, Ursula, who do you
think_he_can be?"

"He_is_very_impertinent," cried Ursula, with an_angry blush. "How should
I know?_And oh!_how very silly of you, Janey, to talk_so_loud, and make
impudent_men stare at us so."

"Impudent!" cried Janey. "I didn't_talk loud. He looked rather nice,_on
the contrary. Why,_he_laughed!_Do you call that_impudent? It can't be
anybody from the_town, because we know everybody; and_did you see him
shaking hands with that_man? How very funny! Let us_run in and tell Mrs.
Sam_Hurst, and_ask her who she thinks_he is. She_is sure_to know."

"Janey," said_Ursula, severely, "if you live very_long, you will_be as
great a gossip and as_fond_of news as_Mrs._Sam_Hurst herself."

"I_don't care," cried_Janey;_"you're just_as_fond of news as I am,_only
you_won't confess it. I am dying to_know who he is._He_is quite
nice-looking, and tall_and grand. A new gentleman!_Come, quick, Ursula;
let us get back_and see_where he_goes."

"Janey!" cried the elder sister. She was half curious herself, but
Ursula_was old enough to know better,_and to be ashamed_of the_other's
naive_and undisguised curiosity._"Oh,_what would_Cousin Anne say! A girl
running after a_gentleman (even_if he is a gentleman), to_see where he
goes!"

"Well!" cried_Janey,_"if she wants to know, what_else is she to do? Who
cares_for Cousin Anne? She is_an_old_maid. Why, if it had_been a lady, I
shouldn't have minded._There are so_many ladies; but a new gentleman! If
you_won't_come on, I will run by_myself._How pleased Mrs. Sam Hurst