And mayn't I toss the hay too a little ?" But her courage failed when she found that to do this she must mingle with the crowd of strange haymakers; and besides, among them she saw the clumsy form and shock head of Caliban, as she had secretly named the clownish and surly nephew of her good host.

This fellow was the one bitter drop in Hilda's cup.

Everything else she had learned to like, in the month which had passed since she came to Hartley's Glen.

The farmer and his wife she loved as they deserved to be loved.

The little maidservant was her adoring slave, and secretly sewed her boot-buttons on, and mended her stockings, as some small return for the lessons in crochet and fancy knitting that she had received from the skilful white fingers which were a perpetual marvel to her.