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So saying, she walked out into the grounds to a spot at a little distance where Dickory stood, reflectively gazing out over the landscape

"Dickory," said the girl, "my mind is filled with horrible doubts I have heard of the talk in Bridgetown before we left, and now here is this letter from Mr Newcombe from which I cannot fail to see that there must have been other talk that he considerately refrains fro me"

"He should not have written such a letter," exclaiht have known it would have set you to suspecting things"

"You don't knohat you are talking about, you foolish boy," said she; "it is a very proper letter about things you don't understand"

She stepped a little closer to hiht hear her "Dickory," said she, "he did not put that thing into my mind; it was there already That was a dreadful ship, Dickory, and it was filled with dreadful o with them he would not have put hi away he would not have planned to leaveas that for one minute," cried Dickory "I would not think so about htly as she answered "I would s But, Dickory, if he had but written tohow ISuddenly he turned sharply towards her "Of course he has written," said he, "but how could his letter come to you? We know not where he has sailed, and besides, who could have told hietown s I believe that he has written there"

"Why do you believe that?" she asked eagerly, with one hand on his arm

"I think it," said Dickory, his cheeks a little ruddier in their brownness, "because there is more known there than Master Newcombe chose to put into his letter If he has not written, how should they know ht into his eyes, and as he returned the gaze he could see in her pupils his head and his straw hat, with the clear sky beyond