lf of the impression that somewhere I have met you
before."
"Indeed," said Ada, "when and where?"
But his reply was prevented by the sleigh's stopping at Mrs.
Harcourt's door. As St. Leon bade Ada good night he whispered, "I
shall see you again."
Ada made no answer, but going into the house where her mother was
waiting for her, she exclaimed, "Oh, mother, mother, I've seen
him!--he was there!--he brought me home!"
"Seen whom?" asked Mrs. Harcourt, alarmed at her daughter's agitation.
"Why, Hugh St. Leon!" replied Ada.
"St. Leon in town!" repeated Mrs. Harcourt, her eye lighting up with
joy.
'Twas only for a moment, however, for the remembrance of what she was
when she knew St. Leon, and what she now was, recurred to her, and she
said calmly, "I thought you had forgotten that childish fancy."
"Forgotten!" said Ada bitterly; and then as she recalled the unkind
remark of Lucy Dayton she burst into a passionate fit of weeping.
After a time Mrs. Harcourt succeeded in soothing her, and then drew
from her all the particulars of the party, St Leon and all. When Ada
had finished her mother kissed her fair cheek, saying, "I fancy St.
Leon thinks as much of little Ada now as he did six years ago;" but
Ada could not think so, though that night, in dreams, she was again
happy in her old home in the distant city, while at her side was St.
Leon, who even then was dreaming of a childish face which had haunted
him six long years.
CHAPTER IV.
LUCY.
We left Lizzie lying upon the sofa, where St. Leon had laid her. After
he was gone Lucy proposed calling their father and sending for a
physician, but Lizzie objected, saying she should be better when she
got warm. During the remainder of that night Lucy sat by her sister's
bedside, while each cry of pain which came from Lizzie's lips fell
heavily upon her heart, for conscience accused her of being the cause
of all this suffering. At length the weary night watches were
finished, but the morning light showed more distinctly Lizzie's white
brow and burning cheeks. She had taken a severe cold, which had
settled upon her lungs, and now she was paying the penalty of her
first act of disobedience.
Mr. Dayton had sent for the old family physician, who understood
Lizzie's constitution perfectly. He shook his head as he said, "How
came she by such a cold? Did she go to the party?"
"Yes, sir," replied Mr. Dayton.
"And not half-dressed, I'll warrant," said the
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