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Caramel Cottage. TI3 “Ves, I have heard so. I have not seen it.” | “Not seen it! Do you mean to say, Katrine, that you have never Deen to: €hurch Leet ?” “Not yet. Nobody has ever invited me to go, and I cannot walk all that way by myself, you know.” He was sitting sideways, his left arm leaning on the elbow of the bench, his kindly, luminous brown eyes fixed on her fair pretty face, all blushes and dimples. Ah, if fortune had but smiled upon him !— if he might but have whispered to this young girl, who had become so dear to him, of the love that filled his whole heart! ‘‘Suppose you walk over with me one of these fine days before I leave?” he continued. ‘It won’t be too far for you, will it ?” “Oh no. I should like to go.” ‘There is the prettiest churchyard you ever saw, to rest in. And such a quaint little church, covered with ivy. The Rectory, standing by, is quite a grand mansion in comparison with the church.” “And the church has a history, I believe.” “Ay, as connected with the people of the Hall and the Rectory ; and with its own chimes, that never played, I hear, but disaster fol- lowed. We will go then, Katrine, some afternoon between now and Saturday.” Her face fell; she turned it from him. ‘ AZust you leave on Satur- day, Edgar?” ““My dear little cousin, yes. Cousins in name, you know we are, though not in reality.” | “ You did say you might stay until Monday.” ‘Ay, my will would be good to stay till Monday, and many a Monday after it: but you see, Katrine, I have neglected my work too jong, and I cannot break into another week. So you must please make the most of me until Saturday,” he added playfully, ‘when I shall take the evening train.” “You English do not care to travel on a Sunday, I notice.” “We English! Allow me to remind Mademoiselle that she is just as much English as are the rest of us.” Katrine smiled. ““My good mother instilled all kinds of old-world notions into me, Katrine. Amidst them was that of never doing week-day work ona Sunday unless compelled by necessity.” “Do you never work on a Sunday and that?” “Never. Jam sure it would not bring me luckif I did. Suppose we fix Thursday for walking to Church Leet ?” “That will do nicely. Unless—Squire Todhetley invited you to go with him to Evesham one day, you know,” broke off Katrine. ‘He may just fix upon Thursday.” ““In that case we will take our walk on Friday.” A silence ensued. ‘Their hearts were very full, and that makes at your reviews, and writings, CORNICLIOO® <S (C(O)