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She watched hiulf beneath him to the forest When he turned thus the sun shone on his face and she caught the piercing glea Watching and listening for her! Ellen had to still a tu, very shy, very strange All the while she hated him because he manifestly expected her to come Several times he rose and walked a little way into the woods The last ti sun and shook his head His confidence had gone Then he sat and gazed down into the void But Ellen knew he did not see anything there He seeave Ellen a singular i of the miserable battle his father had summoned him to lead--of what it would cost--of its useless pain and hatred? Ellen seehts In that moment she softened toward hiible so that was like pain, that was too deep for her understanding But she felt sorry for an Isbel until the old pride resurged What if he admired her? She re light in his eyes And it had not been repugnant to her until he disclosed his na poetry learned in her girlhood "'A rose by any other naht be splendid--noble Bah! he's not--and I'd hate him anyhow"

All at once Ellen felt cold shivers steal over her Isbel's piercing gaze was directed straight at her hiding place Her heart stopped beating If he discovered her there she felt that she would die of sha in a pine above her, and a red squirrel so his shrill annoyance These two denizens of the woods could be depended upon to espy the wariest hunter and make known his presence to their kind Ellen had a moht see right through her brushy covert,of her heart It relieved her i the promontory, with his head bowed and his hands behind his back He had stopped looking off into the forest Presently he wheeled to the west, and by the light upon his face Ellen saw that the tiobble back on the ridge