"I cannot surmise," answered Van Berg; "something in reference to the rescue of her child, I suppose. I wish I could thwart them, for Miss Burton's position will place her full in the public eye, and I do not wish her to be the victim of their vulgarity." After a little further hesitation and thought he stepped in, and approaching Miss Burton, said: "Pardon me for interrupting you, but I wish to show you something on the piazza that will interest you." She rose to follow him, but before she could take a step Mrs. Chints swept in on the arm of her husband, followed by the nurse--who had been retained at Miss Burton's intercession--bearing in her arms the little boy, that stared at the lights and people with the round eyes of childish wonder. Every one looked up in surprise at the sudden appearance of the little group, that suggested a christening more than anything else. Planting themselves before Miss Burton, thus barring all egress, Mr. Chints fumbled a moment in his pocket and drew out an envelope, and with a loud, prefatory "Ahem!" began: "My dear Miss Burton--that is the way Mrs. Chints says I should address you, thought it strikes me as a trifle familiar and affectionate; but I mean no harm--we're under pecul--very great obligations to YOU. We learn--my wife has--that you are engaged--engaged--in--I mean that you--teach. I'm sure that's a lawful calling--I mean a laudable one, and no one can deny that it's useful. In my view it's to your credit that you are engaged--in--that you teach. I work myself, and always mean to. In fact I enjoy it more than making speeches. But feeling that we were under wonderful obligations to YOU, and learning--my wife did--that you were dependent on--on your own labor, we thought that if this little fellow that you saved so handsomely should hand you this check for five hundred dollars it wouldn't be amiss." And here, according to rehearsal, the nurse with great parade handed the child to Mrs. Chints, who now, with much 'empressement,' advanced to a position immediately before Miss Burton; meanwhile the poor, perspiring Mr. Chints put the envelope into the child's chubby hand, saying: "Give it to the lady, Augustus." But the small Augustus, on the contrary, stared at the lady and put the envelope in his mouth, to the great mortification of Mrs. Chints, who had been so preoccupied with the Chints side of the affair, and the impression they were making on the extemporized audience, that she had no eyes for Miss Burton.