It will be necessary for one of us to go at once to Santa Clara and see Miss Yerba Buena." "Good heavens!" said Paul, quickly.

"Do you call her THAT ?" "Certainly, sir.

You gave her the name.

Have you forgotten ?" "I only suggested it," returned Paul, hopelessly; "but no matter--go on." "I cannot go there, as you see," continued Pendleton, with a weary gesture towards his crippled ankle; "and I should particularly like you to see her before we make the joint disposition of her affairs with the Mayor, two months hence.

I have some papers you can show her, and I have already written a letter introducing you to the Lady Superior at the convent, and to her.