I'll show you just the part she'll read for this scene, so you'll know how long you have to pose to-night.

It begins with those lines, 'And the dead, oared by the dumb, went upward with the flood.

In her right hand the lily, in her left the letter.' Where did I put that volume of Tennyson ?" "Here it is," answered Mary Ware, unexpectedly, springing up from her seat on the grass to hand her the volume.

She had been watching the rehearsal with wide-eyed interest.

Deep down in her romance-loving little soul had long been the desire to see Sir Feal the Faithful face to face, and hear him address the Princess.