Is it not true that thou art to wed with this Lord Culverhouse one day ?" Kate's face was dyed by a most becoming blush.

Her eyes sparkled in a charming fashion.

Her expression, half arch, half grave, was bewitching to see, but she laid her fingers on her lips as she whispered: "Hush, hush! who told thee that, good Cuthbert?
Methinks thou hast over-sharp eyes and ears." "I prithee pardon me if I have seen and heard too much," answered Cuthbert; "but I had a fancy--" He stopped, stammering, blushing, and Kate took pity on his confusion.
"I am not vexed," she said, smiling; "and in very sooth thou hast divined what is in part the truth.

But we do not dare talk of it yet.

There be so many weighty matters against us." Cuthbert looked keenly interested.