Thus reflected Miss Redbud; and in accordance with this train of reasoning, did she conduct herself upon the occasion of which we speak.
So, to Strephon's request to be informed why she came thither, without telling him, Chloe replied with a blush: "Oh, I came to school--sir," she was about to add, but did not.
"To school?
Is this a school for young ladies ?" Redbud, with a delicate little inclination of the head, said yes.
"Well," Verty went on, "I am glad I found you; for, Redbud, you can't tell how I've been feeling, ever since you went away.

It seemed to me that there was a big weight resting on my breast." Redbud colored, and laughed.
"Sometimes," said Verty, smiling, "I would try and get it away by drawing in my breath, and ever so long; but I could'nt," he added, shaking his head; "I don't know what it means." Mr.Jinks, who was dusting his rosetted shoes with a white pocket handkerchief, grimaced at this.
"Well, well," Verty went on, "I begin to feel better now, since I've seen you; and, I think, I'll do better in my office work." "Office work ?" asked Redbud, beginning to grow more like her former self.
"Oh, yes!" Verty replied; "I'm in Mr.Rushton's office now, and I'm a lawyer's clerk;--that's what they call it, I believe." Redbud returned his bright smile.

Her eye wandered toward Cloud, who stood perfectly still--the turkey, which had not been removed, yet dangling at his saddle-bow.
Verty followed the young girl's glance, and smiled.
"I know what you are looking at," he said; "you are looking at that wild turkey, and thinking that I am a poor sort of a lawyer, with such a book to read out of.

But I shot him coming along." Redbud laughed; her coolness could not last in Verty's presence; his fresh voice, so full of their old happy times, made her a child again.
"And how did you find me' ?" she said, in her old tone.
"By your pigeon!" "My pigeon?
"Yes, indeed; I shot him." "You shot him, Verty ?" Verty experienced,--he knew not why,--a feeling of extreme delight, on hearing his name from her lips.
"Yes, I did so, Redbud," he replied, confidentially, "and I cured him, too.

Look at him, up there on the roof, coo-cooing! He was sailing over the town, and I sent an arrow after him, and brought him straight down." "Oh, Verty! how cruel!" "I never would 'a shot him if I had seen the name on his neck." "The name--yes--" "Yours, Redbud.