Dear Miss Charlotte, when a poor fellow loves you at first sight, as he has never loved any other woman, and when he is tormented by the fear that some other man may be preferred to him, can't you forgive him if he lets out the truth a little too soon ?" He ventured, as he put that very downright question, to take her hand.

"It really isn't my fault," he said, simply.

"My heart is so full of you I can talk of nothing else." To Percy's delight, the first experimental pressure of his hand, far from being resented, was softly returned.

Charlotte looked at him again, with a new resolution in her face.
"I'll forgive you for talking nonsense, Mr.Linwood," she said; "and I will even permit you to come and see me again, on one condition--that you tell the whole truth about the duel.

If you conceal the smallest circumstance, our acquaintance is at an end." "Haven't I owned everything already ?" Percy inquired, in great perplexity.