"I daresay you don't see it yourself, but I do!" "And I assure you, Mary," he declared, with a whimsical solemnity, "that there's ever so much more to love in you! I know you don't see it for yourself, but I do!" Then they laughed together like two children, and all constraint was at an end between them.

Hand in hand they descended the grassy steep of the "Giant's Castle"-- charmed with one another, and at every step of the way seeing some new delight which they seemed to have missed before.

The crimson sunset burned about them like the widening petals of a rose in fullest bloom,--earth caught the fervent glory and reflected it back again in many varying tints of brilliant colour, shading from green to gold, from pink to amethyst--and as they walked through the splendid vaporous light, it was as though they were a living part of the glory of the hour.
"We must tell David," said Mary, as they reached the bottom of the hill.
"Poor old dear! I think he will be glad." "I know he will!" and Angus smiled confidently.

"He's been waiting for this ever since Christmas Day!" Mary's eyes opened in wonderment.
"Ever since Christmas Day ?" "Yes.

I told him then that I loved you, Mary,--that I wanted to ask you to marry me,--but that I felt I was too poor----" Her hand stole through his arm.
"Too poor, Angus! Am I not poor also ?" "Not as poor as I am," he answered, promptly possessing himself of the caressing hand.