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THE MAN FROM OUTSIDE.
"Oh, who will walk the wood with me, I fear to walk alone; So young am I, as you may see; No dangers have I known.
So young, so small--ah, yes, m'sieu', I'll walk the wood with you!" In the last note of the song applause came instantaneously, almost impatiently, as it might seem.

With cries of "Encore! Encore!" it lasted some time, while the happy singer looked around with frank pleasure on the little group encircling her in the Manor Cartier.
"Did you like it so much ?" she asked in a general way, and not looking at any particular person.

A particular person, however, replied, and she had addressed the question to him, although not looking at him.

He was the Man from Outside, and he sat near the bright wood-fire; for though it was almost June the night was cool and he was delicate.
"Ah, but splendid, but splendid--it got into every corner of every one of us," the Man from Outside responded, speaking his fluent French with a slight English accent, which had a pleasant piquancy--at least to the ears of the pretty singer, Mdlle.