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what Fred says。 My three great friends are dead。 They have left children and grandchildren; of course; but I don't want to make new acquaintances at my age; unless I have the picking of them。 No; I shall get Miss Hillis to go with me to my little cabin on the Jersey coast。 We'll take our knitting and the fresh novels; and I'll warrant we'll see as much of the new men and women in them as will more than satisfy us。 But you must write me long letters; and tell me everything about the Squire and the way he keeps house; and I don't care if you fill up the paper with the Tyrrel…Rawdons。〃

〃I will write you often; Granny; and tell you everything。〃

〃I shouldn't wonder if you come across Dora Stanhope; but I wouldn't ask her to Rawdon。 She'll mix some cup of bother if you do。〃

〃I know。〃

In such loving and intimate conversation the hours sped quickly; and Ethel could not bear to cut short her visit。 It was nearly five when she left Gramercy Park; but the day being lovely; and the avenue full of carriages and pedestrians; she took the drive at its enforced tardiness without disapproval。 Almost on entering the avenue from Madison Square there was a crush; and her carriage came to a standstill。 She was then opposite the store of a famous English saddler; and near her was an open carriage occupied by a middle…aged gentleman in military uniform。 He appeared to be waiting for someone; and in a moment or two a young man came out of the saddlery store; and with a pleasant laugh entered the carriage。 It was the Apollo of her dreams; the singer of the Holland House pavement。 She could not doubt it。 His face; his figure; his walk; and the pleasant smile with which he spoke to his companion were all positive characteristics。 She had forgotten none of them。 His dress was altered to suit the season; but that was an improvement; for divested of his heavy coat; and clothed only in a stylish afternoon suit; his tall; fine figure showed to great advantage; and Ethel told herself that he was even handsomer than she had supposed him to be。

Almost as soon as he entered his carriage there was a movement; and she hoped her driver might advance sufficiently to make recognition possible; but some feeling; she knew not what; prevented her giving any order leading to this result。 Perhaps she had an instinctive presentiment that it was best to leave all to Destiny。 Toward the upper part of the avenue the carriage of her eager observation came to a stand before a warehouse of antique furniture and bric…a…brac; and; as it did so; a beautiful woman ran down the steps; and Apollo; for so Ethel had men… tally called him; went hurriedly to meet her。 Finally her coachman passed the party; and there was a momentary recognition。 He was bending forward; listening to something the lady was saying; when the vehicles almost touched each other。 He flashed a glance at them; and met the flash of Ethel's eyes full of interest and curiosity。

It was over in a moment; but in that moment Ethel saw his astonishment and delight; and felt her own eager questioning answered。 Then she was joyous and full of hope; for 〃these two silent meetings are promises;〃 she said to Ruth。 〃I feel sure I shall see him again; and then we shall speak to each other。〃

〃I hope you are not allowing yourself to feel too much interest in this man; Ethel; he is very likely married。〃

〃Oh; no! I am sure he is not; Ruth。〃

〃How can you be sure? You know nothing about him。〃

〃I cannot tell HOW I know; nor WHY I know; but I believe what I feel; and he is as much interested in me as I am in him。 I confess that is a great deal。〃

〃You may never see him again。〃

〃I shall expect to see him next winter; he evidently lives in New York。〃

〃The lady you saw may be his wife。 Don't be interested in any man on unknown ground; Ethel。 It is not prudentit is not right。〃

〃Time will show。 He will very likely be looking for me this summer at Newport and elsewhere。 He will be glad to see me when I come home。 Don't worry; Ruth。 It is all right。〃

〃Fred called soon after you went out this morning。 He left for Newport this afternoon。 He will be at sea now。〃

〃And we shall be there in a few days。 When I am at the seaside I always feel a delicious torpor; yet Nelly Baldwin told me she loved an Atlantic passage because she had such fun on board。 You have crossed several times; Ruth; is it fun or torpor?〃

〃All mirth at sea soon fades away; Ethel。 Passengers are a very dull class of people; and they know it; they rebel against it; but every hour it becomes more natural to be dull。 Very soon all mentally accommodate themselves to being bored; dreamy and dreary。 Then; as soon as it is dark; comes that old mysterious; hungering sound of the sea; and I for one listen till I can bear it no longer; and so steal away to bed with a pain in my heart。〃

〃I think I shall like the ocean。 There are games; and books; and company; and dinners; and other things。〃

〃Certainly; and you can think yourself happy; until gradually a contented cretinism steals over you; body and mind。〃

〃No; no!〃 said Ethel enthusiastically。 〃I shall do according to Swinburne

  〃‘Have therefore in my heart; and in my mouth;   The sound of song that mingles North and South;   And in my Soul the sense of all the Sea!'〃


And Ruth laughed at her dramatic attitude; and answered: 〃The soul of all the sea is a contented cretinism; Ethel。 But in ten days we may be in Yorkshire。 And then; my dear; you may meet your Princesome fine Yorkshire gentleman。〃

〃I have strictly and positively promised myself that my Prince shall be a fine American gentleman。〃

〃My dear Ethel; it is very seldom

       〃‘the time; and the place;   And the Loved One; come together。'〃


〃I live in the land of good hope; Ruth; and my hopes will be realized。〃

〃We shall see。〃



PART THIRD


〃I WENT DOWN INTO THE GARDEN     TO SEE IF THE POMEGRANATES BUDDED。 Song of Solomon; VI。 11。



CHAPTER VII

IT was a lovely afternoon on the last day of May。 The sea and all the toil and travail belonging to it was overpass; and Judge Rawdon; Ruth and Ethel were driving in lazy; blissful contentment through one of the lovely roads of the West Riding。 On either hand the beautifully cut hedges were white and sweet; and a caress of scentthe soul of the hawthorne flower enfolded them。 Robins were singing on the topmost sprays; and the linnet's sweet babbling was heard from the happy nests in its secret places; while from some unseen steeple the joyful sound of chiming bells made music between heaven and earth fit for bands of traveling angels。

They had dined at a wayside inn on jugged hare; roast beef; and Yorkshire pudding; clotted cream and haver (oaten) bread; and the careless stillness of physical well…being and of minds at ease needed no speech; but the mutual smiling nod of intimate sympathy。 For the sense of joy and beauty which makes us eloquent is far inferior to that sense which makes us silent。

This exquisite pause in life was suddenly ended by an exclamation from the Judge。 They were at the great iron gates of Rawdon Park; and soon were slowly traversing its woody solitudes。 The soft light; the unspeakable green of the turf; the voice of ancient days murmuring in the great oak trees; the deer asleep among the ferns; the stillness of the summer afternoon filling the air with drowsy peace this was the atmosphere into which they entered。 Their road through this grand park of three hundred acres was a wide; straight avenue shaded with beech trees。 The green turf on either hand was starred with primroses。 In the deep undergrowth; ferns waved and fanned each other; and the scent of hidden violets saluted as they passed。 Drowsily; as if half asleep; the blackbirds whistled their couplets; and in the thickest hedges the little brown thrushes sang softly to their brooding mates。 For half an hour they kept this heavenly path; and then a sudden turn brought them their first sight of the old home。

It was a stately; irregular building of red brick; sandaled and veiled in ivy。 The nu… merous windows were all latticed; the chimneys in picturesque stacks; the sloping roof made of flags of sandstone。 It stood in the center of a large garden; at the bottom of w

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