gs is changed
for the betther, I am an honest man!"

"Father, there is good in you yet," she said, as her eyes sparkled in
the very depth of her excitement, with a hopeful animation that had its
source in a noble and exalted benevolence, "you're not lost."

"Don't I say," he replied, with a cold and bitter sneer, "that I am an
honest man."

"Ah," she replied, "that's gone too, then--look where I will,
everything's dark--no hope--no hope of any kind; but no matther now;
since I can't do betther, I'll make them think o' me: aye, an' feel me
too. Come, then, what have you to say to me?"

"Let us have a walk, then," replied her father. "There is a weeny
glimpse of sunshine, for a wondher. You look heated--your face is
flushed too, very much, an' the walk will cool you a little."

"I know my face is flushed," she replied; "for I feel it burnin', an'
so is my head; I have a pain in it, and a pain in the small o' my back
too."

"Well, come," he continued, "and a walk will be of sarvice to you."

They then went out in the direction of the Rabbit Bank, the Prophet,
during their walk, availing himself of her evident excitement to draw
from her the history of its origin. Such a task, indeed, was easily
accomplished, for this singular creature, in whom love of truth, as well
as a detestation of all falsehood and subterfuge, seemed to have been
a moral instinct, at once disclosed to him the state of her affections,
and, indeed, all that the reader already knows of her love for Dalton,
and her rivalry with Mave Sullivan. These circumstances were such
precisely as he could have wished for, and our readers need scarcely
be told that he failed not to aggravate her jealousy of Mave, nor to
suggest to her the necessity on her part, if she possessed either pride
or spirit, to prevent her union with Dalton by every means in her power.

"I'll do it," she replied, "I'll do it; to be sure I feel it's not
right, an' if I had one single hope in this world, I'd scorn it; but
I'm now desperate; I tried to be good, but I'm only a cobweb before the
wind--everything is against me, an' I think I'm like some one that never
had a guardian angel to take care of them."

The Prophet then gave her a detailed account of their plan for carrying
away Mave Sullivan, and of his own subsequent intentions in life.

"We have more than one iron in the fire," he proceeded, "an' as soon as
everything comes off right, and to our wishes, we'll not lose a sing