comforting him. I ought not to have left him. I nevah did before, with strangahs.” She tried to bid Lady Thryng good-by, but Laura again besought her to stop and have tea.
“Please do. I fairly adore Americans. I want to talk to you; I mean, to hear you talk.”
Cassandra had mastered herself at last, and replied quietly: “I don’t guess I can stay, thank you. You have been so kind.” Then she said to Lady Thryng, “Good-by,” and moved away. Laura walked by her side to the carriage.
“I hope you’ll come again sometime, and let me know you.”
“You are right kind to say that. I shall nevah forget.” Then, leaning down from the carriage seat, and looking steadily in Laura’s