And my mother's kindred will scarce deny me a home with them till I can find somewhat to do; albeit I barely know so much as their name, and my father has held no manner of communication with them these many years." "Perchance they will not receive thee," suggested Kate, with a laughing look in her eyes.

"Then, good Cuthbert, thou wilt be forced to trust to thine own mother wit for a livelihood.

Then perchance thou wilt not despise my poor little letter to my good cousin Lord Culverhouse." "Despise aught of yours, sweet Kate! Who has dared to say such a thing ?" asked Cuthbert hotly.

"Any missive delivered to my keeping by your hands shall be doubly precious.

I will deliver it without fail, be it to mine own advancement or no." "Belike I shall claim your good offices yet, Master Letter Carrier," answered Kate, with a laugh and a blush; "and I trow my cousin will like you none the less for being bearer of my epistle.
But I am not to commend you to his good graces, as once I meant.