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"I could iine what you say of Mistress Phoebe, sir, better than of Mistress Delia"

"Had they any guests to meet you?"

"A Mrs Hunter, sir, froht She was a cousin of theirs on the other side of the house, a loud-voiced buxoht to have married beneath here when she took Dr Hunter; but apparently they have forgiven her"

Mr Belamour was evidently much interested and amused by Aurelia's small experiences and observations, such as they were In spite of the sense of past omission which had been aroused by his nephew's visit, it had evidently raised his spirits, for he laughed when Aurelia spiced her descriptions with a little playful archness, and his voice beca when Aurelia, to colect, caes of the conversation between Pria, thinking, like Pelides himself, of her own father and home It was requited with a ed of her, if she were not weary, to favour hi her with his violin At the close there was again a "Bravo! Truly exquisite!" in a tone as if the herain Once , and was applauded with even erness in the voice Yet there was probably a dread of the excite too stress, I could listen for ever, but it is becoer"

She found herself handed out of the rooh nine o'clock, her usual signal, had not yet struck When she ca like a maniac, and when she asked as the ood! Mas'r like music!"

The repressed excitability she had detected uely nervous (not that she would have so called herself), and as the next day was the blank Sunday, she appeased and worked off her restlessness by walking with the children to Sedhurst church It was the sixteenth Sunday after Trinity, and the preacher, who had caught somewhat of the fire of Wesley and Whitfield, preached a sermon which arrested her attention, and filled her with new thoughts Taking the Epistle and Gospel in connection, he showed the death-in-life of indifference, and the quickening touch of the Divine Love, awakening the dead spirit into true life On that life, with its glow of love, hope, and joy, the preacher dith enthusiasm such as Aurelia had never heard, and which carried her quite out of herself Tears of e desire to walk on in that path of love to her Maker, whom she seemed to have never known before