Thet's why I don't propose to let on anything about you till to-morrow." "To-morrow will do," she said, still smiling, but with a singular abstraction in her face.

"Pray don't disturb them now.

You say there is another sentinel beyond.

He is enough to warn them of any approach from the trail.

I'm tired and ill--very ill! Sit by me here, Seth, and wait! We can wait here together--we have waited so long, Seth,--and the end has come now." She suddenly lapsed against the tree, and slipped in a sitting posture to the ground.