"I can't see," whispered Jim, "why I was kept so long out of my cigar-case?" It was in his possession at last. "O you stupid Jim!" said Sylla softly, "don't you see it was so easy to give it you before I knew I loved you, and----" "Well, and what?" inquired Bloxam. "It was so difficult afterwards, until I knew you loved me." The bells of Todborough rang bravely out one morning early in the autumn for a double marriage, and, as Mr. Cottrell wickedly whispered to one of his intimates, for the Millennium besides. The lion was lying down with the lamb. Mrs. Wriothesley was an honoured guest at the Grange. THE END.