could belong to none other than to the "lily knight," of whom she had heard so much, and whom, must the truth be told, she had so often wished to see. She was not disappointed in the sudden vision. It was truly the countenance of one worthy to bear the name of her ideal hero--a refined, spiritual countenance, which, though bearing plainly upon it the marks of a daily conflict with earth's evil, yet shone with a beauty not of earth but of heaven, while in the depths of those far-seeing eyes, shaded with their long and heavy lashes and glowing with the fire of intense energy, there mingled likewise the deep abiding peace of a soul at rest with God, and the wistful longing a holy soul must ever feel to win a sinful world to its own loved Master. Such thoughts flashed like lightning through the young girl's mind ere, with a sudden blush, she withdrew her eyes from the chaplain's face, and strove to frame some suitable remark with due self-possession. "I fear me I startled you, madam," he said, raising his hat courteously, "but until I emerged this moment from the shelter of yon rock, I thought myself alone in this vast solitude, and but that I presently heard you laugh as surely none but mortals can, I had as like as not greeted you with exorcisms upon my lips, taking you verily for a repetition of my strange vision at this place two nights agone!" Primrose's laugh rippled forth again irrepressibly. "I thank you, sir," she said, making him a graceful reverence, such as his reverend bearing and habiliments seemed to warrant; "'tis true you startled me for a moment, for I too thought no living being nearer than yon shepherd on the distant hill-top. But had you terrified me with your exorcisms, I had indeed rushed in affright from you! Do I then bear aught of resemblance to the maiden whom you saw on Midsummer Eve, and did she in truth appear to you as the legend says?" "You are indeed her very counterpart," answered the chaplain, "with but such difference in your appearance as is caused by the present shining of the sun in place of the more ghostly glamour of the pale moon, who then rode in the heavens, triumphant doubtless in her own powers of deception. Yes, I saw the mystic maiden, doubtless, as clearly as I now see you, fair mistress, and did I then dream, as I have since assured myself was the case, why then I surely dream again, and now behold but the same vision in mortal guise." "I cannot now explain to you the riddle," said Primrose, with a little shake of the head; "you must needs discover it, if riddle there be, for yourself. Yet I will e'en assure you for your present comfort, that I, whom you now behold, am nought but mortal maiden! Others, however, were witnesses of the fairy vision besides yourself, among them one whom, methinks, you count as a friend, the Lady Rosamond of Caer Caradoc?" "I know it," he answered gravely. "Well, since I find you not to be the fairy for whom I