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Ree: Estella’ S Flight. 5 great deal too hungry to stand upon ceremony. 63 ‘She hae a pobaly: at the table, and eae out a cup of - fragrant coffee. She asked no questions, and Estella was a - She sat down at once, and ate and drank with keenest relish. Before she had finished her meal the young man was back. “Tg all right, ” he said, with a nod to his mother. “The ’ deacon’s going, and he’ll ‘make room for her. Don’t hurry v Se along with me.” . yourself, you know ; but,’ as soon as you’ ve finished, come “T have finished, Perk you,” said Estella, rising; “and ake am very, very: much obliged. s — “Not a bit! Come along.” She followed him out, down the road, for half a dozen site and paused with him before a house at whose gate a man set in the front seat, holding the reins. “FHere’s the girl, deacon,” said the young farmer. isn’t quite a ton weight. Now, my lassie, pile in.” a pe ebligel 0): ”? Estella faintly began. you a lift. In with you! My time’s precious.” Joetapeaes right! all right!’ exclaimed the farmer, impatiently. _ “Yhe deacon’s going to Brooklyn, and he’s going to give - horse and wagon stood. A fat, good- humored looking, old “She ae ee - He hustled her into the back seat, and before the be- wildered Estella could fully realize it, the light wagon was 7 oe n = , f a , $n ne. - i: champion trudging swittly back to his breakfast. Pe rattling merrily along over the. sunlit country road. She gave a backward glance, and saw her sunburned “That’s John Styles, my dear,” quoth the deacon, ae the best young man I ever knew. How lucky he chanced to come across you this morning! Slept all night in his «and a Coty hash. he tells me, and meant to walk all the way to (mites You never could do 1t, my dear—never! What are you leaving home for?” _ “T have no home,” Estella said, mnarnfully = s no rightful: Jaz be sind to me—so unkind that I had to run away.” : apes _—The old man shook his head, me ick or do. worse And where are you going ?” Ee Ee ome. The person I lived with at Rockledge was very un- _ “Bad, bad, bad!” he said. “A young girl could hardly is is “T have an aunt in Chelsea, Massachusetts; I am going fe > her if I ean ever find the way. Perhaps you know, sir? ae W you kindly tell me what I must do when I get to Brook- mY =o * Int <? ‘ge, earnest eyes—touched the old man. i eoncbling eagerness of the question—the tears in OS You poor, unfortunate baby!” he said. “It’s a shame 1 to have any one so young and SO prey tossing: I00 (E(0) : y + - é - d ) = ' s *% z= 4 3 ey i r ] Jia ) ths a 74 a “< | (Co) mM ’ “i . a =. 4 i . . Gk cs