Not three weeks ago, he was a light-hearted busy creature, overjoyed to be in a bustle, and as happy as the day was long.

Now, he is another being--the same willing, harmless, faithful, loving creature--but the same in nothing else.' 'Surely this will all pass off,' said Kate.

'Poor fellow!' 'I hope,' returned her little friend, with a gravity very unusual in her, 'it may.

I hope, for the sake of that poor lad, it may.

However,' said Miss La Creevy, relapsing into the cheerful, chattering tone, which was habitual to her, 'I have said my say, and a very long say it is, and a very wrong say too, I shouldn't wonder at all.