e out of the temptation to do it
again, and Mr Millar said again, to Graeme, very softly this time,--

"Did you think so, Miss Elliott?"

Graeme hesitated.

"Yes, Charlie. I must confess, there did, more than once, come into my
mind the possibility that Harry and his friend and partner might find
themselves rivals for the favour of the sweet little Amy. But you must
remember, that--"

But Charlie interrupted her, eagerly.

"And did--did your sister think so, too? No, don't answer me--" added
he, suddenly rising, and going first to the window to look out, and
then, out at the door. In a little Graeme rose, and went out too, and
followed him down the path, to the gate, over which he was leaning.
There was no time to speak, however, before they heard the voices of
Rose and Hannah, coming toward them. Hannah was propitiated, Graeme
knew by the sound of her voice. Mr Millar opened the gate for them to
pass, and Graeme said, "You have not been long, Rosie."

"Are you here, Graeme," said Rose, for it was quite dark, by this time.
"Hannah, this is Mr Millar, my brother Harry's friend and partner."
And then she added, with great gravity, according to the most approved
Merleville formula of introduction, "Mr Millar, I make you acquainted
with Miss Lovejoy."

"I am pleased to make your acquaintance, Mr Millar. I hope I see you
wed," said Miss Lovejoy, with benignity. If Mr Millar was not quite
equal to the occasion, Miss Lovejoy was, and she said exactly what was
proper to be said in the circumstances, and neither Graeme nor Rose
needed to say anything till they got into the house again.

"There! that is over," said Rose, with a sigh of relief.

"The getting of the yeast?" said Graeme, laughing.

"Yes, and the pacification of Miss Lovejoy."

It was not quite over, however, Graeme thought in the morning. For Rose
seemed to think it necessary to give a good deal of her time to
household matters, whether it was still with a view to the good humour
of Hannah or not, was not easy to say. But she could only give a
divided attention to their visitor, and to the account of all that he
and Will had done and enjoyed together. Graeme and he walked up and
down the garden for a while, and when Mrs Snow had risen, and was in
the sitting-room, they came and sat down beside her, and, after a time,
Rose came too. But it was Graeme who asked questions, and who drew Mr
Millar out, to tell about their adventures, and misadven