w.

    “Yes, sir.”

    “?”

    “Mr. Rocer’s.”

    “Do you know Mr. Rocer?”

    “No, I have never seen him.”

    “ resident, then?”

    “No.”

    “Can you tell me where he is?”

    “I cannot.”

    “You are not a servant at topped, ran e simple: a black merino cloak, a black beaver bonnet; neito decide w I was; I helped him.

    “I am the governess.”

    “Aed; “deuce take me, if I  forgotten! t under scrutiny. In tes ile: ried to move.

    “I cannot commission you to fetc you may tle yourself, if you will be so kind.”

    “Yes, sir.”

    “You  an umbrella t I can use as a stick?”

    “No.”

    “try to get o me: you are not afraid?”

    I so touc o do it, I o obey. I put doile, and  up to tall steed; I endeavoured to catc it ed t let me come near its  on effort, time, I ally afraid of its trampling fore-feet. traveller ed and cime, and at last he laughed.

    “I see,” ain o aid Ma to go to tain; I must beg of you to come here.”

    I came. “Excuse me,” inued: “necessity compels me to make you useful.” ress, limped to  tered it directly and sprang to , for it wrenched his sprain.

    “No  lies the hedge.”

    I soug and found it.

    “te ter to urn as fast as you can.”

    A touc start and rear, and traces; all three vanished,

    “Like , in the wilderness,

    the wild wind whirls away.”

    I took up my muff and

    of no moment, no romance, no interest in a sense; yet it marked onous life. My :