I was thinking of the young Rebekah at the well at Damascus." "It was too bad of me," he returned apologetically; "but of course I understood what you meant.

There is a strange fascination about Miss Jacobi.

It is not only her beauty, though that is undeniable." "No, indeed," exclaimed Elizabeth eagerly; "but one can hardly say where the charm lies; but the moment I saw her deep-set, melancholy eyes, and heard her low, vibrating voice, I seemed to lose my heart to her.

Poor dear Cedric, how could he help loving her ?--how could any man resist her ?" But Elizabeth checked herself as she became aware of Malcolm's keen, penetrating glance.
"You surely do not wish him to marry her ?" he asked in a low voice.
Then Elizabeth looked quite shocked.
"Mr.Herrick-our brother-Cedric; no, a thousand times no; neither would she marry him now.

But oh, how my heart aches for her!" "You need not tell me that." "We were up half the night talking," she went on, "and she told me everything--everything," and here Elizabeth positively shuddered.