o have been willing
to go to Canso. Perhaps I could have prevented the meeting by having
them watched, or in some way. Of course I can't tell. But I ought not to
have been selfish, and ask to stay here."

She had almost reached the house as she said this.

"You, selfish!" he cried.

But he fancied that she did not hear him, for she only repeated: "I
ought not to have been so selfish," and after a moment, as she stepped
upon the threshold, added, "Thank you; but I should not have gone if I
had known. Good-night."

He was alone in the moonlight; in a mood greatly at variance with the
tranquil sky that he stood looking into vaguely. Was Elizabeth suffering
only because she was connected, though so innocently, with this dreadful
thing? Was this all? It must be. And yet,--and yet people could love
where they despised,--there was Katie.

Then he saw that not only sympathy for Elizabeth had made him speak, but
the desire to see how Edmonson's death affected her. Well, after all, he
had not seen anything clearly, and he was neither proud of himself, nor
happy, as he walked away.

CHAPTER XXXIII.

COMPENSATION.

"Yes, Boston has gone wild," asserted Colonel Archdale a week after the
news of the capture of Louisburg. He was in his brother's house, with
Mr. Archdale, his wife, and Katie, as eager listeners. "And not only
Boston," he went on, "but New York and Philadelphia, too. As to Boston,
there has never been anything like it since the place was founded.
Captain Bennett got in with the news about one o'clock the morning of
the third. But they didn't fire the salvos until daylight. Then the
bells rang--oh! how they rang!--and the streets filled like magic. The
cannon fired, the people shouted and wept for pride and joy. All day
long crowds kept pouring in from the towns round about, and at night
there was not a house in the city or near it that was not illuminated.
Pepperell's official report was very interesting. Part of it was read to
the people; but I saw the document. He speaks handsomely of Commodore
Warren, which was to be expected of him; and he says that he believes
there never were such rains seen before, 'which,' he adds, 'is not
perhaps to be wondered at, for we gave the town about nine thousand
cannon-balls and six hundred bombs before it surrendered;' and he said,
too, that 'the day of the flag of truce the fire from Island Battery
made some of the gunners run into the sea for shelter.'"

"Has Elizabet