Agatha Webb

oured persons who were allowed to look through the gate. But to this token of welcome neither gentleman responded by so much as a look, all their attention being engrossed by th

hand from under her cloak, and pointing

e t

r and bent down to exami

cried Mr. Sutherland, wh

er, plucking up a blade of g

a glance that Mr. Sutherland stared at her i

rn a stain so nearly imperc

ard," she retorted, and with a slight bow, which was not

these stains. Abel," he called to the man at the gate, "bring a box or barr

as the young girl laid her

ked. "The crowd is so great

thout. "Just slip out as I slip in,

ing the gate swaying, she pushed against it just as a young ma

muttered, giving

and slipped by him with such dexterity she

gly at her, and smiled knowingly at Abel, who h

Well, I have made whistles out of willows be

lower that hung limp and fa

on the floor of the inner room, almost under Batsy's ski

r in his light green eyes that made Abel shift rather uneasily on his feet. "Was t

hill at all. Why, what has this young lady

longer from your buttonhole. Put it into an envelope and keep it, and if you don't hear from m

ace at the gate, toward which the coroner and Mr. Sutherland were now advancing, with an air that showed his great anxiety to speak w

o betray his thoughts too plainly, "you have often promised that you would give me a job if any matte

nced man's first effort. I shall have to send to Boston for an exper

th a face white as m

ere?" he pleaded, pausing and gi

Fenton will have work enough for you and half

y losing its aspect of acute disappointment. "Now