That will be the next thing I expect." "Sibylla," was the answer, and his accents bore that earnest, tender, confidential tone which of itself alone betrays love, "be you very sure of one thing: that I go neither there nor elsewhere without taking you." "Oh, Frederick, is not John enough to go ?" "If I saw a better prospect there than here, I should follow him.

After he has arrived and is settled, he will write and report.

My darling, I am ever thinking of the future for your sake." "But is it not a dreadful country?
There are wolves and bears in it that eat people up." Frederick Massingbird slightly laughed at the remark.

"Do you think I would take my wife into the claws of wolves and bears ?" he asked, in a tone of the deepest tenderness.

"She will be too precious to me for that, Sibylla." The voices and the footsteps died away in the distance, and Rachel came out of her hiding-place, and went quickly on towards the village.