And now, before I run on about Catherine, a subject quite inexhaustible, tell me, my dear friend, something about yourself." .......
Somewhat more than a month had elapsed since the arrival of the stranger at the village inn.

He had changed his quarters for the Parsonage--went out but little, and then chiefly on foot excursions among the sequestered hills in the neighbourhood.

He was therefore but partially known by sight, even in the village; and the visit of some old college friend to the minister, though indeed it had never chanced before, was not, in itself, so remarkable an event as to excite any particular observation.

The bans had been duly, and half audibly, hurried over, after the service was concluded, and while the scanty congregation were dispersing down the little aisle of the church,--when one morning a chaise and pair arrived at the Parsonage.

A servant out of livery leaped from the box.