Thank you; I should like to see the old place.

I should highly value the privilege," then his eyes rested on Miss Malroy.
"Betty, let me present Captain Murrell." The captain bowed, giving her a glance of bold admiration.
By this time the children had straggled off into the pine woods as silently as they had assembled; only Yancy and Hannibal remained.

Mrs.
Ferris turned to the former.
"If you will close the cabin door, Mr.Yancy, everything will be ready for next Sunday," she said, and moved toward the horses, followed by Murrell.

Betty Malroy lingered for a moment at Hannibal's side.
"Good-by, little boy; you must ask your Uncle Bob to bring you up to the big house to see me," and stooping she kissed him.

"Good-by, Mr.Yancy, I liked your story." Hannibal and Yancy watched them mount and ride away, then the boy said: "Uncle Bob, now them ladies have gone, won't you please show me them dints you made in the doorjamb ?".