in Winthrop's lips!

"_What?_" put in the lady.

Winthrop repeated.

"I should never remember it. -- Then this is another cousin?"
she remarked to Mr. Forriner; -- "and not the one that was here
before?"

"No, my dear. It is Rufus that is in the country up North
somewhere -- Cousin Winthrop is coming here to be a lawyer, he
tells me."

"Will you sit up, cousin?" said the lady somewhat dryly, after
a minute's pause, as her handmaid set a Britannia metal tea-
pot on the board. The meaning of the request being that he
should move his chair up to the table, Winthrop did so; for to
do the family justice he had sat _down_ some time before.

"How will your mother do without you at home?" inquired Mrs.
Forriner, when she had successfully apportioned the milk and
sugar in the cups.

"I have not been at home for three years past."

"Has she other sons with her?"

"Not another so old as myself."

"It's pretty hard on her, aint it, to have her two eldest go
off?"

"Where have you been these three years?" put in Uncle
Forriner.

"At Shagarack, sir."

"Ah! -- Brother Landholm is bringing up all his sons to be
civilians, it seems."

Winthrop was not very clear what his questioner meant; but as
it was probable Mr. Forriner himself was in the same condition
of darkness, he refrained from asking.

"What's at Shagarack?" said Mrs. Forriner.

"A College, my dear."

"College! -- Have you just come to the city, cousin?"

"He caught cold in the rain last Tuesday and has been lying by
ever since, and only got in town this morning."

"Have you got a place to stay?"

"Not yet, ma'am. I have been but two hours here."

"Well, you had better see to that the first thing, and come
here and take dinner -- that'll give you a chance. You'll
easily find what you want."

"Not this morning, I think, unless it is to be found very near
by," said Winthrop; "for my feet would hardly carry me a
hundred yards."

"You see, he's weak yet," put in Mr. Forriner.

"Didn't you walk here, cousin?" said the lady.

"Unfortunately, I did, ma'am; for I have not strength to walk
anywhere else."

"O well, you can go up stairs and lie down and get some rest;
you'll be better by afternoon I dare say. Will you have
another cup of tea?"

But Winthrop declined it.

"He don't look right smart," said Mr. Forriner. "I reckon
he'll have to go to bed for a while. Cousin, if you'll come up
stairs, I'll shew you a place where you can sleep."