'Mr. Harson!' exclaimed she, extricating herself, though without any appearance of anger; 'is it you?' 'By Jove, I believe it is!' replied Harson. 'If it isn't, it's some gay fellow of twenty or thereabout, for I haven't been so young for thirty years as I am to-day.' Mrs. Chowles saw from his manner, and knew from the unusual hour of his visit, that there was something on his mind which he had come to communicate; and as she was not of that class who take pleasure in keeping others in suspense, especially when she was liable to be a fellow-sufferer, she drew an easy chair to the fire, and taking a seat in another, said: 'Sit down, Harry. Now, what is it? what ails you?' 'What ails me?' exclaimed her visitor, turning his round joyous countenance to her; 'look at me. Don't you see what a boy I've grown; how the wrinkles have gone from my cheeks, and how clear and bright my eye is! Look at me, from top to toe. See how jolly I am, and hear how loud and lusty my laugh is: Ha! ha! ha!' The lady _did_ look at him; and _did_ observe all the peculiarities to which he called her attention; and _did_ listen to his loud ringing laugh; and then, not knowing what to make of him, drew away. 'Aha! widow, you're frightened at finding yourself alone with such a gay fellow!' said he, laughing still more merrily. 'Well, well, don't be alarmed, for I'm not in the least dangerous; and to tell the truth, I am so overjoyed to-day that I may be indulged in a little foolery. But I'll keep you no longer in suspense. You recollect little Annie, the little child who fled to my house for protection?' 'Yes; well?'