ut of t. Pray make e and put another on.

    Lucy  of t Maggie did not take tunity of opening  it fall on o t at tance seemed to be sleeping in a morning  fres came tting and alig Maggies eyes began to fill ears. t of t even yesterday so rejoice in ored comfort and toms brot a distance ration urged upon ion too keen to let aste ransient present: ure, s, o be , for after ented renunciation, so desire and longing: sasteful occupation ense and varied life sunate. tily urn over the leaves of her book.

    `t your deepest dismalness , said Lucy, beginning to speak as soon as sered t is music. And I mean you to e a riotous feast of it. I mean you to get up your playing again, er t Laceham.

    `You tle girls tunes over and over to took to practice, said Maggie, `just for t I dont kno;Begone, dull carequot;!

    `I knoate of joy you used to be in o love so, if I ain t you dont feel exactly as tom does about some things.

    `I s t be more certain of, said Maggie, smiling.

    `I ougo icular t as  t,  Oggs is so miserably provided lemen. tepo be able to sing a part.

    Lucy looked up from tered t sentence, and sa there was a change in Maggies face.

    `Does it  you to ioned, Maggie? If it does, I  speak of om  see .

    `I dont feel at all as tom does on t subject, said Maggie, rising and going to ted to see more of ttle girl and saon. om  .

    `O, Im so glad! said Lucy. `t mind imes, and  y. I suppose it is y t makes imes bitter. It is certainly very