"Miss Faith!" he said as she rose to her former position,--"stand out of the way, Johnny, there's a good boy!--mayn't I see you home to-night? Please don't refuse me everything!" "There isn't room in the wagon, Sam," said Faith. "Are you going to ride?" said Sam. "But I may go with you to the wagon?" "Yes if you like," said Faith looking a little puzzled and amused. "I suppose you may." "Are there any more to come?" said Miss Bezac, whose patience had outlasted that of Dr. Harrison,--"because if there are, I'd rather wait--I don't like to be stopped when once I begin. And if I was you, Faith--(how pretty you look!)--I'd keep still and not let my head be turned; the old direction's the best; and after all directions are more than dresses. For what's the odds between an embroidered vest and a plain one? Not that it's much to embroider it--I used to fiddle faddle many a one, till I lost my eyes; and I'll teach you to do it in a minute, if you like." With which kind and lucid proposal, Miss Bezac put her hand softly on Faith's waist and smoothed out an imaginary wrinkle in the white dress. "Dear Miss Bezac," said Faith, not losing her amused look,--"I don't want to embroider waistcoats. What are you talking of?" "I know--" said Miss Bezac, "and I suppose that's enough. If folks don't know what you mean they can't say anything against it. But you don't know what you want, child,--any more than I did. And do you know, sometimes I wish I'd never found out? But whenever you do know, you can come to me; and I'll fix you off so you won't know yourself. It's a pleasant way to lose a body's identity, I can tell you. Now give me a kiss and I'll go, for I live 'tother side of creation--where you never come; and why you don't come, and bring him, I don't see--but I've seen him, in spite of you. Here he comes, too"--said Miss Bezac, "so I'll be off." There was such a variety of confusions in this speech that Faith was hopeless of setting them right. She stood looking at the speaker, and did not try. However, everybody was accustomed to Miss Bezac's confusions. "Are you pledged to stand still on this particular spot?" Mr. Linden said at her side. "No indeed," said Faith with ready smile,--"but people have been talking to me--" "Yes, and there is no telling how many I shall interfere with if I take you away now." "I don't care--" said Faith. "Only Dr. Harrison said he wanted to shew me something when the lamps were lit." "When they are lighting? or when they are lit?" "When they are lit, he said." "Well they are not lit yet," said Mr. Linden, "and before they are I want you to get a view of people and things in twilight perspective. For which purpose, Miss Faith, I must take you to the extreme verge of society and the lawn--if you will let me." "I would like to go anywhere you please, Mr. Linden." And Faith's face gave modest token that she would like it very much.