"She left her home to become his wife, sir," answered Mr. Churchill, rather quickly. "That was the arrangement between them, and in the meanwhile my girl went to these ladies, who are friends of his, and remained with them until her marriage. And that there might be no doubt about it, squire, I went to the church where they were married, and I saw the clergyman who married them, and examined the register; and this--" and he drew a sheet of paper from his pocket-book as he spoke--"this is the copy of the register of their marriage, and if you'll kindly look at it you will see it's all on the square." The squire settled his gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and took the paper in his hand. In it were duly set forth the date and other particulars of the marriage of John Temple and May Churchill, or rather of Margaret Alice Churchill, for May had given her full baptismal name on the occasion of her marriage. Mr. Temple read the copy through and then returned it to Mr. Churchill. "Well, then, there is no mistake, Mr. Churchill," he said, "and we must earnestly hope that the young people may be happy together. Your daughter, from what I have seen of her, is, I am sure, a charming and very pretty girl--and I will write to my nephew to congratulate him. But where are they now?" "Well, sir, I am sorry to say I missed them. Mr. John Temple had taken May away to the seaside for a few days when I arrived in town. But no doubt we will be hearing from them soon." The squire looked rather puzzled. "It was strange," he said, "that my nephew would say nothing before he left here. However, there is no doubt about their marriage, and when you hear from your daughter, Mr. Churchill, will you let me know, and then I will write to my nephew?" "That I will, sir," answered Mr. Churchill; "and thank you kindly for the way in which you have spoken of my girl. You might have looked higher, naturally, for your nephew, but this I will say for my daughter May--that a sweeter or bonnier lass does not live! There's no vice about her, sir, and she's been a blessing and a comfort to me always, and I'm sure she will be one to her husband. Her mother was a lady--a clergyman's daughter--and May has taken after her in all her ways." "She is no doubt a very sweet-looking girl," said the squire, "and I shall be glad to welcome her here. But now I am afraid I must say good-morning, Mr. Churchill, as I have an engagement I must keep." And the squire looked at his watch. Upon this hint Mr. Churchill took his departure, and scarcely was he gone when Mr. Temple proceeded at once to the breakfast-room, where he had left his handsome wife. Mrs. Temple was listlessly reading the newspaper, and she looked up somewhat surprised when he entered the room, as she did not know of Mr. Churchill's visit. "I have got some news for you, Rachel," said Mr. Temple. "News?" asked Mrs. Temple, quickly.