You don't know maybe that himself an' Mave Sullivan has loved one another ever since they were--" "No more about Mave Sullivan," she replied, almost fiercely; "lave her to me.

As for me, I'll not brake my word, either for good or evil; I was never the one to do an ungenerous--an ungenerous--no--" She paused, however, as if struck by some latent conviction, and, in a panting voice, she added, "I must lave you for a while, but I will be back in an hour or two; oh, yes I will; an' in the mane time, Mary, anything that is to be done, you can do it for me till I come agin.

Mave Sullivan! Mave Sullivan! lave Mave Sullivan to me!" She then threw an humble garment about her, and in a few minutes was on her way to have an interview with her father.

On reaching home, she found that he had arrived only a few minutes before her; and to her surprise he expressed something like; good humor, or, perhaps, gratification at her presence there.

On looking into her face more closely, however, he had little trouble in perceiving that something extraordinary had disturbed her.