"I mean that it is already snowing up there;" he pointed through the window to the cloud Kate had noticed; "if it comes down lower in the pass the roads will be blocked up.

That is why it would be better for us to try and get on at once." "But if Mr.Hale is likely to be stopped by snow, so are you," said Mrs.Hale playfully; "and you had better let us try to make your friend comfortable here rather than expose him to that uncertainty in his weak condition.

We will do our best for him.

My sister is dying for an opportunity to show her skill in surgery," she continued, with an unexpected mischievousness that only added to Kate's surprised embarrassment.

"Aren't you, Kate ?" Equivocal as the young girl knew her silence appeared, she was unable to utter the simplest polite evasion.