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The clock of the square-towered Nor the hour of four as I let

It was dark as yet, and chilly, but in the east was already a

faint gli the stables, I paused withthat told room, was already at ithin As I entered he

looked up fro and touched his

forehead with a grier

"You be early abroad, Mr Peter"

"Yes," said I "I wish to be on Shooter's Hill at sunrise; but

first I cas'"

"To be sure, sir," nodded Ada intervieill not dwell; it was affecting

both to her and to myself, for ere mutually attached

"Sir," said Adam, when at last the stable door had closed behind

us, "that thereher"

"I think she does, Adam"

"'Osses be wonderful wise, sir!"

"Yes, Adas, sir--and all of us, for that