concern for my dear love and her condition; so I continued in

silence to do my best towards her recovery, and, when the hat was

empty, returned it to him, with one word - "More." He had,

perhaps, gone several times upon this errand, when Clara reopened

"Now," said he, "since she is better, you can spare me, can you

not? I wish you a good night, Mr. Cassilis."

And with that he was gone among the thicket. I made a fire, for I

had now no fear of the Italians, who had even spared all the little