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Putting out his hand he drew her down upon the leaves; and she sat beside

him, still and happy, ready to answer him when he asked her this or that,

readier yet to sit in blissful, dreamy silence She was as pure as the

flohich she held in her hand, and s

This was a very perfect knight, a great gentleood and pitiful, that

had saved her froirl, and had been

kind to her,--ah, so kind! In that dreadful night when she had lost father

and mother and brother and sister, when in the darkness her childish heart

was a stone for terror, he had cohtway she was safe Now into her woods, froain, and at once the load upon her heart, the dull longing and

on, were lifted The chaplet which she laid at his

feet was not loosely woven of gay-colored flowers, but was coratitude, reverence, and that love which is only a

longing to serve The glaht which

breaks not from the east or the west or the north or the south was upon

its way; but she knew it not, and she was happy in her ignorance