She named no names, but, with a sort of desperation, raised her head and looked Miss Wimple in the face; in the quick, sensitive glances they interchanged at that moment the omission was supplied.

I drink the water wimpling from the spring; Nor hunger can my peace destroy.

Behind her, the house with its wimple of shingle roof and unlighted front windows seemed to recede somewhere darkly.

"With some trifling alterations," said Miss Wimple to herself, "this will do nicely for me; and my delainewhich is not so very bad, after alla little cleaning will do wonders for itwill look sweetly appropriate on the Widow Morris, while her outfit is making in New York.

She hastened with it to the door,Madeline had just stept into the street, "This card is yours, I presume, Miss Splurge?" Madeline turned upon her with a surprised air, inquiringly,looked in her own hands, and shook her handkerchief with the quick, nervous, alarmed movement of one who suddenly discovers a very particular loss,became, in an instant, pale as death, stared for a moment at Miss Wimple with fixed eyes, and slightly shivered.

Here nature, in only twenty years has returned to an exuberant savagery, and all was now the wildest vegetation, dark dells, rills wimpling through deep-brown shade of sensitive mimosa, large pendulous fuchsia, palm, cypress, mulberry, jonquil, narcissus, daffodil, rhododendron, acacia, fig.