was so rarely shown towards
her.

So engrossing was the possession of Prince that the day went by, and
tea-time came, before Betty thought of her new friend in the church.

But when tea was over she took Molly into her confidence. 'Molly, do
you think I might take Prince for a walk? would he follow me?'

'Where are you going?'

'I'm going to see a lady that I think is the governess Mr. Roper told
me about; Nesta, her name is, only I think he called her Mother Nesta.
I told you about it one night, don't you remember? she's really very
old, but she looks very young, and this one must be her.'

'Where did you find her?'

'In a church.'

'Oh!' and Molly's tone was indifferent; 'I don't like people in church.
Nurse says she is going to take us to church to-morrow. I hoped she
would forget; last Sunday it was too far, she said. And Douglas and I
were going to have a beautiful church in the orchard. There's an apple
tree just like a pulpit.'

'Molly,' called out Douglas, 'Sam is going down to the river to fish;
he says he'll show us where we can fish too; do come on!'

Away ran Molly. The twins were playing in the garden porch, and nurse
chatting in the kitchen with her sister-in-law. Betty called Prince,
who had been busy with a saucer of scraps, and putting on her straw hat
set off along the road to church. Prince was certainly a great charge;
he was a dog of an inquiring mind, and his continual rushes into the
hedge sides, and long searches after young frogs in the grass,
considerably delayed his young mistress's progress.

But at length the church was reached; the evening shadows threw long,
weird shapes across the darkened path that led to the porch, the rooks
were noisier than usual, and Betty looked anxiously down at Prince.

'You won't bark, dear, will you?' she said stooping and lifting him
into her arms; 'because church is a very quiet place, and music is the
only noise allowed. I'll take you in to see the prettiest little girl
you've ever seen, and she's lying so still. I've brought her some
forget-me-nots.'

Prince struggled a little at first, but Betty soothed him and then
crept inside.

'I'm afraid I've come too late,' she murmured, as she looked round the
silent church and saw no signs of the lady; 'but I'll come another day
soon and see her.'

Softly she made her way round to the stained-glass window she loved,
but started in astonishment when she saw leaning against the monument a