They were kind to us when our life was darkest; it will be sweet to think that they will win happiness through us." "Ay, and Philip's bride will be no longer a portionless damsel, but will have gold enough and to spare.

Sweet sister, Philip hath spoken to me openly of his love.

He hath been ere this to ask thee at thy father's hand." "Ay, and was driven forth with blows and curses." "Thou hast heard it?
But thinkest thou he will take that for an answer?
Nay, Petronella, thou wilt one day be his bride; and I will give thee to him with a joyful heart, for he loved thee in the days of our poverty and distress; so that one knows his love is for thee and thee alone, not for the fair dowry thou wilt presently bring." Petronella hid her happy, blushing face on her brother's shoulder, and thus they stood awhile, till the girl drew back with a light shiver and said: "Cuthbert, can it be right for us thus to stand thinking of our own happiness, whilst he lies there so still and cold ?" "I was just about to bid thee give me leave to bury him, whilst thou dost rest thyself awhile.

We will not grudge him that last service; and it will be safer and better to do it here than to give notice of his death to the gipsies and outlaws, and so bring them down upon us in this place, provoking perchance their vengeance upon ourselves.

I have here a spade, brought to dig after the treasure.