But it occurred to me--" Mr.MacNab lowered his voice, "-- Your good lady, up at the burial-ground.

You will excuse me--at such a time: but it may be years before I am spared to return home, and if I can do anything in the way of looking after the grave, I shall be proud.

Oh no--" he went on hurriedly with a flushed face: "for _love_, sir; for love, of course: or, as I should rather say, for old sake's sake, if that's not too bold.

It would be a privilege, Mr.Annesley." Samuel Annesley stood considering his late confidential clerk with bent brows.

"I am much obliged to you, MacNab; but in this matter you must do as you please.