"Did she go away ?" Lucia finished her account, and when she had done so, Mrs.Costello came back to the sofa and sat down.

She put her arm round her daughter, and drawing her close to her, she said, "You are a good child, Lucia, for you ask no questions, though you may well think your mother ought to trust you.

Be patient only a little longer, till I have thought all over.

Perhaps we shall be obliged to go away.

I cannot tell." "Away from Cacouna, mamma ?" "Away from Cacouna and from Canada.