ted in advance of the idea itself.
He knew somehow there was a way to baffle his enemies, and resume his
business, and yet he could not see the way; but still he was absolutely
conscious it existed.

This conviction took such hold of him, that he became restless, and
asked Billy to leave off and come away. The youth consented, and they
returned to the town with a basket of trout. Henry sent Billy on to the
doctor with half of them, and took the other half to his friend Bayne.

On what a trifle things turn. Bayne was very much pleased with his
little attention, and asked him to take them to his lodging, and beg
the landlady to cook them for dinner. "Tell her you dine with me, old
fellow."

"Oh, hang it, I wasn't fishing for a dinner."

"As if I didn't know that. But you must. Then I shall enjoy your company
in peace. I shall be there in an hour."

And so he was: but in that one hour events had occurred that I shall
leave Mr. Bayne to relate.

During dinner neither of the friends wasted much time in talk; but
after dinner, Bayne produced a bottle of port, notwithstanding Henry's
remonstrances at being treated like a stranger, and it soon became
apparent that the host himself was not in the habit of drinking that
generous mixture every day. At the second glass he so far forgot himself
as to utter the phrase "Eternal friendship," and, soon after, he began
to writhe in his chair, and, at last, could no longer refrain himself,
but told Henry that Miss Carden had been canvassing customers. She had
just sent in six orders for sets of carving-tools, all for friends of
her own.

Henry colored to the temples at this unexpected proof that she he loved
thought of him too.

"Oh, Bayne," cried the poor young man, almost choking, "I little
thought--God bless her!"

"Let us drink her health," said Bayne, excitedly.

"Ah, that I will!" and this was the first glass Henry drank honestly.

"Now, Little, I'm not doing quite right, you know; but I MUST tell you.
When we lost you--you know that set of tools the Union dropped in our
yard--well, he sent them to London for yours."

"That is just like him," said Henry, bitterly.

"And I'll tell you a good joke; they were in the place when you called,
only not unpacked till just before I came away. Returned, sir! with a
severe reprimand. 'Wonder you should send us such things as these for
carving-tools by Little. If the error is not repaired shall consider
ourselves at liberty to c