And now we are all happy," he added, gayly.

"Shall I give you another riddle, Miss Matty ?" Mrs.Bell's anxious brows relaxed, and she smiled inwardly.
"Poor man! He is over head and ears in love," she murmured.

"I suppose he thinks Beatrice will play gooseberry with the other girls, and leave him more chance to be alone with little Matty.

She does _not_ look her best, that I will say for her; but, poor fellow, he sees no faults, that's evident.

How beautiful the love-light in his eyes is--ah, dear me, it reminds me of the time when I was young, and Bell used to go on his knees to me--Bell hadn't eyes like Captain Bertram though.