"Oh! I'll see to that. Of course, it must be done very delicately. But where is the child now? and when did you find her?" "If you please, Mr. Burroughs, I should like to tell the story first to Mrs. Legrange, and I should like to tell her all myself. It was I that hurt her, or helped to hurt her; and I'd like to be the one to give her the great joy that's waiting for her. Besides, sir," and Teddy's face grew white again, "though I did what was wrong enough, I never deny, I have suffered for it more, maybe, than you can think of; and this is all the amends I could ever want. Mrs. Legrange has been very good to me, sir, and never blamed me, or spoke an unkind word, even at the first." "And I spoke a good many, you're thinking," said Mr. Burroughs keenly. "Well, Teddy, I am a man, and Mrs. Legrange is a woman; and women look at matters more leniently and less exactly than we do. But you must not be satisfied with pity instead of justice; for that will be to encourage your self-esteem at the expense of your manhood. I do not deny that I never have recovered from my surprise at finding you had so long deceived me; but the news you bring to-- day makes amends for much: and, after I have heard the particulars, I may yet be able to forget the past, and feel to you as I used." But Teddy's bow, though respectful, was not humble; and he only asked in reply,-- "Where shall I find Mrs. Legrange, sir?" "She walked down to the glen about half an hour ago. You may follow her there, if you please; and, since you insist upon it as a right, I will leave you to break the news to her alone. But you will remember, I hope, that she is very delicate,--very easily startled. You will have to be exceedingly cautious." "Yes, sir;" and with a ceremonious bow the young man left the room, and the next minute was seen darting along the path to the glen. Mr. Burroughs looked after him appreciatively, and muttered,-- "A nice-looking fellow, and not without self-respect. I see no reason why, in half a dozen years, he should not enter his name at the Suffolk bar itself, and stand as well as any man on the roll. But my little Sunshine! Confound the boy! why couldn't he have told me where to find her?"