But Conachar's sudden leave taking has put me to some inconvenience.

He had things under his charge.

I must look through the booth." "Can I help you, father ?" said Henry Gow, deceived by the earnestness of his manner.
"You!--no," said Simon, with a dryness which made Henry so sensible of the simplicity of his proposal, that he blushed to the eyes at his own dulness of comprehension, in a matter where love ought to have induced him to take his cue easily up.
"You, Catharine," said the glover, as he left the room, "entertain your Valentine for five minutes, and see he departs not till my return.

Come hither with me, old Dorothy, and bestir thy limbs in my behalf." He left the room, followed by the old woman; and Henry Smith remained with Catharine, almost for the first time in his life, entirely alone.
There was embarrassment on the maiden's part, and awkwardness on that of the lover, for about a minute; when Henry, calling up his courage, pulled the gloves out of his pocket with which Simon had supplied him, and asked her to permit one who had been so highly graced that morning to pay the usual penalty for being asleep at the moment when he would have given the slumbers of a whole twelvemonth to be awake for a single minute.
"Nay, but," said Catharine, "the fulfilment of my homage to St.
Valentine infers no such penalty as you desire to pay, and I cannot therefore think of accepting them." "These gloves," said Henry, advancing his seat insidiously towards Catharine as he spoke, "were wrought by the hands that are dearest to you; and see--they are shaped for your own." He extended them as he spoke, and taking her arm in his robust hand, spread the gloves beside it to show how well they fitted.
"Look at that taper arm," he said, "look at these small fingers; think who sewed these seams of silk and gold, and think whether the glove and the arm which alone the glove can fit ought to remain separate, because the poor glove has had the misfortune to be for a passing minute in the keeping of a hand so swart and rough as mine." "They are welcome as coming from my father," said Catharine; "and surely not less so as coming from my friend (and there was an emphasis on the word), as well as my Valentine and preserver." "Let me aid to do them on," said the smith, bringing himself yet closer to her side; "they may seem a little over tight at first, and you may require some assistance." "You are skilful in such service, good Henry Gow," said the maiden, smiling, but at the same time drawing farther from her lover.
"In good faith, no," said Henry, shaking his head: "my experience has been in donning steel gauntlets on mailed knights, more than in fitting embroidered gloves upon maidens." "I will trouble you then no further, and Dorothy shall aid me, though there needs no assistance; my father's eye and fingers are faithful to his craft: what work he puts through his hands is always true to the measure." "Let me be convinced of it," said the smith--"let me see that these slender gloves actually match the hands they were made for." "Some other time, good Henry," answered the maiden, "I will wear the gloves in honour of St.Valentine, and the mate he has sent me for the season.

I would to Heaven I could pleasure my father as well in weightier matters; at present the perfume of the leather harms the headache I have had since morning." "Headache, dearest maiden!" echoed her lover.
"If you call it heartache, you will not misname it," said Catharine, with a sigh, and proceeded to speak in a very serious tone.
"Henry," she said, "I am going perhaps to be as bold as I gave you reason to think me this morning; for I am about to speak the first upon a subject on which, it may well be, I ought to wait till I had to answer you.