I could not help it, now it has come to this." "There are not many men like Dixon," said the judge, almost to himself, as he sealed the paper in an envelope.
"No," said Ellinor; "I never knew any one so faithful." And just at the same moment the reflection on a less faithful person that these words might seem to imply struck both of them, and each instinctively glanced at the other.
"Ellinor!" said the judge, after a moment's pause, "we are friends, I hope ?" "Yes; friends," said she, quietly and sadly.
He felt a little chagrined at her answer.

Why, he could hardly tell.

To cover any sign of his feeling he went on talking.
"Where are you living now ?" "At East Chester." "But you come sometimes to town, don't you?
Let us know always--whenever you come; and Lady Corbet shall call on you.

Indeed, I wish you'd let me bring her to see you to-day." "Thank you.

I am going straight back to Hellingford; at least, as soon as you can get me the pardon for Dixon." He half smiled at her ignorance.
"The pardon must be sent to the sheriff, who holds the warrant for his execution.