Say, Cuthbert, shall we go to her ?" It was sweet to Cuthbert to hear the little word "we" dropping so naturally from Cherry's lips.

He pressed the hand that lay upon his arm, and looked down into the upraised eager face.
"Wilt thou go with me an I go ?" "To be sure I will.

I should love to be thy companion." "And brave thy father's wrath should he find out ?" Cherry clung yet closer to his arm.
"I fear nothing when thou art beside me, Cuthbert.

I would go with thee to death." He stooped and kissed her eagerly, passionately.
"Then thy sweet will shall be law," he answered, "and I will go as soon as thou canst make shift to take me." Cherry uttered a little cry of delight.
"Ah, how pleased I am--how pleased I am! We will go this very week, so soon as the Yuletide stir be past.

O Cuthbert, Cuthbert, what a wondrous day this has been! Methinks it must surely be a dream.