But a dread of meeting had seized both Rose and Evan. She had exhausted her first sincerity of unbelief in her interview with Juliana: and he had begun to consider what he could say to her. More than the three words 'I did it,' would not be possible; and if she made him repeat them, facing her truthful eyes, would he be man enough to strike her bared heart twice? And, ah! the sullen brute he must seem, standing before her dumb, hearing her sigh, seeing her wretched effort not to show how unwillingly her kind spirit despised him. The reason for the act--she would ask for that! Rose would not be so philosophic as her mother. She would grasp at every chance to excuse the deed. He cried out against his scheming sister in an agony, and while he did so, encountered Miss Carrington and Miss. Bonner in deep converse. Juliana pinched her arm,, whereupon Miss Carrington said: 'You look merry this morning, Mr. Harrington': for he was unawares smiling at the image of himself in the mirror of John Raikes. That smile, transformed to a chuckling grimace, travelled to Rose before they met. Why did she not come to him? A soft voice at his elbow made his blood stop. It was Caroline. She kissed him, answering his greeting: ' Is it good morning?' 'Certainly,' said he. 'By the way, don't forget that the coach leaves early.' 'My darling Evan! you make me so happy. For it was really a mistaken sense of honour. For what can at all excuse a falsehood, you know, Evan!' Caroline took his arm, and led him into the sun, watching his face at times. Presently she said: 'I want just to be assured that you thought more wisely than when you left us last night.' 'More wisely?' Evan turned to her with a playful smile. 'My dear brother! you did not do what you said you would do?' 'Have you ever known me not to do what I said I would do?' 'Evan! Good heaven! you did it? Then how can you remain here an instant? Oh, no, no!--say no, darling!' 'Where is Louisa?' he inquired. 'She is in her room. She will never appear at breakfast, if she knows this.' 'Perhaps more solitude would do her good,' said Evan. 'Remember, if this should prove true, think how you punish her!' On that point Evan had his own opinion. 'Well, I shall never have to punish you in this way, my love, he said fondly, and Caroline dropped her eyelids. 'Don't think that I am blaming her,' he added, trying to feel as honestly as he spoke. 'I was mad to come here. I see it all now. Let us keep to our place. We are all the same before God till we disgrace ourselves.' Possibly with that sense of shame which some young people have who are not professors of sounding sentences, or affected by missionary zeal, when they venture to breathe the holy name, Evan blushed, and walked on humbly silent. Caroline murmured: 'Yes, yes! oh, brother!' and her figure drew to him as if for protection. Pale, she looked up. 'Shall you always love me, Evan?' 'Whom else have I to love?'