"You are very kind," dropped almost involuntarily from Lucy's lips,
as, with a graceful inclination of her body, she drew her veil over
her face, and, turning from the merchant, walked quickly away.

When Paul went home at dinner-time, he said to his wife, "I am sure
you couldn't guess who I had for a visitor this morning."

"Then of course it would be useless for me to try," replied the
wife, smiling. "Who was it?"

"You know the Ellisons?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Ellison, you remember, died about a year ago."

"Yes."

"At the time of his death it was rumoured that his estate was
involved, but never having had any business transactions with him, I
had no occasion to investigate the matter, and did not really know
what had been the result of its settlement. This morning I was
greatly surprised to receive a visit from Lucy Ellison, who had
grown up into a beautiful young woman."

"Indeed!" ejaculated the wife. "And what did she want?"

"She came at her mother's request to solicit my influence with Mr.
C----, who is in want of a French teacher. She said that their
circumstances were very much changed since her father's death and