e."

"Well, dearest, you needn't quarrel with them; say you're ill, and
wish to be at home; but don't make difficulties, love; don't look
so unhappy; you'll be as happy as the day is long, when we're once
away--that is, if you still love me, Feemy. I hope, after all I'm
doing for you, you'll not be sullen and cold to me because you're
leaving such a hole as Ballycloran. If you don't love me, Feemy, say
so, and you may stay where you are."

"Oh! Myles, how can you say such words now! you know I love you--how
much I love you--else I wouldn't be leaving my home for you this way!
And though Ballycloran is--"

Here the poor girl could say no more; for she was using all her
energies to prevent herself from sobbing in the ball-room.

"Good G----d! you're not going to cry here; come out of the room,
Feemy;" and he led her into the passage, where, under the pretence of
looking at the moon, they could turn their faces to the window. "What
are you crying for now?"

"Don't you know I love you? why else would I be going with you?"

"Well, don't cry then; but mind, I shan't see you again before the
time, for I'm going out of this at once now. I shall be at the avenue
at a quarter before eight; don't keep me waiting. If you are there
first, as you will be, walk a few steps along the Mohill road, so as
to meet me; no one will know you, if you should meet any one, for it
will be nearly if not quite dark; the moon won't rise till past ten;
do you understand, Feemy?"

"Oh, yes, I understand!"

"Well, good night then, my own love, for I must be off."

"But, Myles, I want to say one thing."

"Hurry then, dear, what is it?"

"What 'll I do about my things?"

"What things?"

"Why, Myles, I must bring some things with me; clothes, you know, and
things of that sort."

This puzzled Ussher rather; he had considered that he should have
enough trouble with Feemy herself; he had quite forgotten the
concomitant evils of the bandboxes, bundles, and draperies which it
would be necessary for Feemy to take with her.

"Ah! you can get clothes in Dublin; you can't want to take much with
you; you can bring a bundle in your hand just that distance. Can't
you, eh, Feemy?"

Feemy could not but think that a week since he would not have asked
her to carry all her travelling wardrobe in a bundle, in her hand.
However, she only said,

"Why, not well, Myles; I shall have so many things to think of; but
I shan't have much, and if you'll let m