Take Care. -if You Do Not Speak-

When Prayers Were Ended, And His Mother Had Wished Him Good-night With That Long Steady Look Of Hers Which Conveyed No Expression Of The Tenderness That Was In Her Heart, But Yet Had All The Intensity Of A Blessing.

But The Trees Were Gorgeous In Their Autumnal Leafiness - The Warm Odours Of Flowers And Herb Came Sweet Upon The Sense.

Out Of The Way! We Are In The Throes Of An Exceptional Emergency! This Is No Occassion For Sport- There Is Lace At Stake!" (ms. Pole)

Mr. Thorton Love Margaret! Why, Margraret Would Never Think Of Him, I'm Sure! Such A Thing Has Never Entered Her Head." "entering Her Heart Would Do.

A Solitary Life Cherishes Mere Fancies Until They Become Manias.