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"Sketching?" said Mr Bennett

"Yes," said Billie, for there were no secrets between this girl and her father At least, not many She occasionally omitted to tell him some such trifle as that she hadin a leafy lane, and intended to ain this afternoon, but apart fro," said Mr Bennett

"So peaceful," said Billie

"The eggs you get in the country in England," said Mr Bennett, suddenly striking a lyrical note, "are extraordinary I had three for breakfast thiswhich defied coe and brown, and as fresh as nen-hay!"

He mused for a while in a sort of ecstasy

"And the hams!" he went on "The ham I had for breakfast hat I call ham! I don't knohen I've had has," he concluded, in soft h Life was very beautiful

Silence fell, broken only by the snoring of S of Sam, and of what Sam had said to her in the lane yesterday; of his clean-cut face, and the look in his eyes--so vastly superior to any look that ever ca herself that her relations with Sa and ros which had coo warily into deep lanes where forbidden love lurked She cast a swift side-glance at her father--the unconscious ogre in her fairy-story What would he say if he knew? But Mr Bennett did not know, and consequently continued to meditate peacefully on ham

They had sat like this for perhaps a entle beauty of the day--when fro-room there stepped out a white-capped maid And one may just as well say at once--and have done with it--that this is the point where the quiet, peaceful scene in domestic life terminates with a jerk, and pity and terror resume work at the old stand

The maid--her naed to be h the point is of no importance, to the second assistant at Green's Grocery Stores in Windlehurst--approached Mr Bennett

"Please, sir, a gentleman to see you"

"Eh?" said Mr Bennett, torn froed with bread-crumbed fat "Eh?"