'So something is going to happen; we are going to have a home of our own again,' said Vava. 'But I don't see why that should make you so melancholy; it is not very flattering to us.' 'It's not that! You know I am just as keen about this house business as ever I was, and I consider I worked it very cleverly, for you would never have come here but for me. Confess now, would you?' said Eva. 'No, I don't suppose we should; but I don't know that you "worked it," as you call it, quite honestly,' replied Vava. 'If every one were as honest as you are, which means saying out just what you think, the world would be a very disagreeable place to live in,' retorted Eva. Vava did not make any reply; she was beginning to feel a little of Eva's depression, for it did not seem promising to begin their new life together by quarrelling. Presently Eva, who forgot what she had said five minutes after she had said it, remarked, 'You may laugh as much as you like.' Vava was not laughing, but Eva did not notice that. 'But I have a presentiment that something will happen in this house. I woke up this morning with a dreadful weight on my mind, just as if some one were dead, and it's a dreadful feeling. Have you ever had it?' 'The feeling that some one were dead? Not unless it was true,' replied Vava. 'But it's not true now--at least as far as I know--so it must be a presentiment; or else why should I feel like this to-day of all days, when I was in such good spirits yesterday?' she demanded. 'Do you mean that you think that one of us is going to die?' inquired Vava in low tones. She was not superstitious, though like most Celts she had a vivid imagination. But Eva was sorry when she saw how she had frightened Vava, and she said hastily, 'Of course not; I only felt as if things would go wrong. I dare say we shall find that some of the furniture has not arrived, or that your china has been broken on the way, or that the chimney smokes and we sha'n't be able to have any fire in the dining-room, or something horrid like that.' 'Well, you are a cheerful companion!' said Amy's voice from behind. The two girls turned, and found that Stella and Amy had caught up to them and overheard Eva's prophecies about the state of things that awaited them. 'Eva has been having bad dreams or something, I think,' laughed Vava, who had recovered her spirits. 'I haven't. I only had a presentiment, and, mark my words, it will come true,' declared that young person. 'So have I a presentiment, and that is we shall find the fire lighted and a nice warm room to go into, thanks to Mrs. Hackney's kindness,' remarked Stella, as they turned the corner of the road.