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"Thy coat is new," said Truelove, with downcast eyes "The earth will

stain the good cloth"

MacLean laughed "Then will I wear it stained, as 'tis said a courtier

once wore his cloak"

"There is lace upon it," said Truelove timidly

MacLean turned with a sainst his dark

cheek "Ah, the lace offends you,--offends thee,--Truelove Why, 'tis but

to h, I supped with

Haward and soinia He would have e my friend"

"Thee loves it," said Truelove severely "Thee loves the color, and the

feel of the fine cloth, and the ruffles at thy wrists"

The Highlander laughed "Why, suppose that I do! Look, Truelove, how brave

and red are those holly berries, and how green and fantastically twisted

the leaves! The sky is a bright blue, and the clouds are silver; and think

what these woods will be when the winter is past! One ht do worse,

meseehed, and drew her gray cloak us MacLean," she said, and sighed once