hould be delighted to do so, if father and mother could go with me."

"I should be happy to have them go. But suppose they do not? You cannot
expect to have them always with you."

"Must you go so soon?" said Henry. "You make a very short visit after so
long a separation."

"I must return to the city to-morrow; but my presence will be needed there
only for a day or two. If Susan will go with me, I will return here next
week and spend a few days more with you."

The matter was referred to Susan for decision. Her desire to see the
wonders of the great city, as well as to gratify her uncle, overcame the
reluctance which she felt to be separated, even for so brief a period, from
her happy home.

The preparations for her sudden journey required the assistance of several
neighbors; and thus the news of her intended visit to the city spread
quickly through the village. There was, of course, much speculation
concerning it. Some said it was merely a passing visit. Others said she had
been adopted by her wealthy uncle, and was thenceforth to be a member of
his family. Some regarded the supposed adoption as fortunate, and rejoiced
in it for Susan's sake. Others were envious, and were ingenious and
eloquent in setting forth the evils which might ensue. Some were sorry to
see one so young and innocent exposed to the temptations of a city life. A
few were surprised that her parents should consent to have her leave them,
even though it were to become the heiress of almost boundless wealth.

In the course of the evening, a number of Susan's friends called to bid her
good-by. As each new visitor came, an observant eye might have seen that
she was disappointed. Her manner indicated that she expected one who did
not come. The evening wore away, the social prayer was offered, and they
were about to separate for the night.

"Susan, dear," said her uncle, "I will thank you for a glass of water."

Susan took a pitcher and repaired to the spring, which gushed out of a bank
a few yards from the house. She had filled her pitcher, when a well-known
voice pronounced her name.

"Is it you, Horace?" said she. "I am away to-morrow."

"So I have heard. Are you going to live with your uncle?"

"Oh no. I am coming home in less than a week."

"I am sorry you are going."

"Are you?"

"I am afraid you will not want to come home."

"Why Horace!"

"Come back as soon as you can."

"I will."

"Good-by!" He extended his trembling hand, and