It's some factory-girl, I suppose." "Let us hope not," said Grace, demurely; but Amboyne noticed that her cheek was now flushed, and her eyes sparkling like diamonds.
Soon afterward she strolled apart, and took a wonderful interest in the monuments and things, until she found an opportunity to slip out into the church-yard.

There she took the letter out, and kissed it again and again, as if she would devour it; and all the way home she was as gay as a lark.

Amboyne put himself in her place.
When they got home, he said to her, "My dear Miss Carden, I have a favor to ask you.

I want an hour's conversation with Mr.Raby.Will you be so very kind as to see that I am not interrupted ?" "Oh yes.

No; you must tell me, first, what you are going to talk about.
I can't have gentlemen talking nonsense together UNINTERRUPTEDLY." "You ladies claim to monopolize nonsense, eh?
Well, I am going to talk about my friend, Mr.Little.Is he nonsense ?" "That depends.