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"Has irl a bloom?" repeated Moodie with a kind of sloonder "Priscilla with a bloom in her cheeks! Ah, I airl And is she happy?"

"Just as happy as a bird," answered Hollingsworth

"Then, gentleuest apprehensively, "I don't think it

well for o any farther I crept hitherward only to ask about

Priscilla; and now that you have told ood news, perhaps I can

do no better than to creep back again If she were to see this old

face of mine, the child would reether Sootten

them, I know,--them and me,--else she could not be so happy, nor have a

bloom in her cheeks Yes--yes--yes," continued he, still with the sasworth, I will

creep back to town again"

"You shall do no such thing, Mr Moodie," said Hollingsworth bluffly

"Priscilla often speaks of you; and if there lacks anything to make her

cheeks bloom like two daht of your face Cosworth!" said the old sworth

"Has there been any call for Priscilla?" asked Moodie; and though his

face was hidden froave a sure indication of the