If she is truly forgetting her girlish fancy for her cousin, as I would gladly believe--and she has not set eyes on him this year and more--towards whom can her fancy be straying ?" "Thou dost not think she can be pining after her cousin ?" "Nay, surely not," was the quick and decided answer.

"Had she pined it would have been at the first, when they were separated from each other, and thou knowest how gay and happy she was then.

It is but these past few months that we have seen the change.

Depend upon it, there is some one else.

Would that it might be good Sir Robert Fortescue, who has been here so much of late, and has paid much attention to our saucy Kate! Wife, what thinkest thou of that?
He is an excellent good man, and would make a stanch and true husband.
He is something old for the child, for sure; but there is no knowing how the errant fancy of maidenhood will stray." "I would it might be so," answered Lady Frances.