And here I be the happiest girl in all London town! Nay, Cuthbert, but I feel as if my feet could dance of themselves all the way!" Her happiness was infectious.

Cuthbert felt more like a light-hearted boy than ever he had done in his life before.

His lively little companion, clinging to his arm and chattering like a magpie, effectually drove away all grave thoughts.

The sun shone brightly in the steely-blue sky; the frost had made the streets absolutely clean and dry.

Walking, even in the most trodden places, was easy and pleasant, and everybody seemed in excellent good humour.
Many admiring glances were levelled at the pair as they passed along--the charming blushing damsel in the white hood, and the distinguished-looking youth with the grave dark face.