ndergone some
delightful and glorious transformation--such as he had seen her assume
in the dreams of his late illness.

Henderson, finding himself disappointed, now pulled up his horse and
addressed her:

"Upon my word, Miss Sullivan--I believe," he added, "I have the pleasure
of addressing Jeremy Sullivan's daughter--so far famed for her beauty--I
say, upon my word, Miss Sullivan, your speed outstrips the wind--those
light and beautiful feet of yours scarcely touch the ground--I am
certain you must dance delightfully."

Mave again blushed, and immediately extricated herself from her lover's
arms, but before she did, she felt his frame trembling with indignation
at the liberty Henderson had taken in addressing her at all.

"Dalton," the latter proceeded, unconscious of the passion he was
exciting, "I cannot but envy you at all events; I would myself delight
to be a winning post under such circumstances."

[Illustration: PAGE 853-- His eye, like that of his father, when
enraged]

Dalton looked at him, and his eye, like that of his father, when
enraged, glared with a deadly light.

"Pass on, sir," he replied; "Mave Sullivan is no girl for the like of
you to address. She wishes to have no conversation with you, and she
will not."

"I shan't take your word for that, my good friend," replied Henderson,
smiling; "she can speak for herself; and will, too, I trust."

"Dear Condy," whispered Mave, "don't put yourself in a passion; you are
too weak to bear it."

"Miss Sullivan," proceeded young Dick, "is a pretty girl, and as such I
claim a portion of her attention, and--should she so far favor me--even
of her conversation; and that with every respect for your very superior
judgment, my good Mr. Dalton."

"What is your object, now, in wishin' to spake to her?" asked the
latter, looking him sternly in the face.

"I don't exactly see that I'm bound to answer your catechism," said
Dick; "it is to Miss Sullivan I would address myself. I speak to you,
Miss Sullivan; and, allow me to say, that I feel a very warm interest in
your welfare, and nothing would give me greater pleasure than to promote
it by any means in my power."

Mave was about to reply, but Dalton anticipated her.

"The only favor you can bestow upon Miss Sullivan, as you are plaised
to call her, is to pass her by," said Dalton; "she wishes to have no
intimacy nor conversation of any kind with such a noted profligate. She
knows your carrechter, Mr.