In another moment her fair head MIGHT have dropped upon his shoulder.

But an approaching voice uprose in the adjoining broad allee.

It might have been the world speaking through the voice of the lawyer Sanderson.
"Yes, he is a good fellow, and an intelligent fellow, too, but a perfect child in his experience of mankind." They both started, but Mrs.Peyton's hand suddenly woke up and grasped his firmly.

Then she said in a higher, but perfectly level tone:-- "Yes, I think with you we had better look at it again in the sunlight to-morrow.

But here come our friends; they have probably been waiting for us to join them and go in." * * * * * The wholesome freshness of early morning was in the room when Clarence awoke, cleared and strengthened.