t you like? (Mr Deane felt quite safe about ers affections.)

    `No, papa; tle about me - not so muc  I e sure of  you ask me. And if you ever guess, dont tell me. Only give me leave to do as I t about it.

    Lucy rose from ool to seat  last request.

    `Are you sure you  do misc .

    `Yes, papa, quite sure. Im very  all your business talents. Didnt you admire my accompt-book, now, w you?

    `ell, er ell trut muc me go off to sleep.