Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-04-06
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 And Leslie clasped her little hands round
 her knees and sang.
 "Yes," she answered at once, Eff you wish it. There is a Bible in my room. It is yours. is it not?" looking at Darrell.
 "Yes," he answered, ''it is mine.''
 ''I will get it," said Carruthers, rising and going out of the room. In less than a minute he was back again,
 No, don't light the lamp" said Les lie. ''I can see quite we'll" Then she opened the book and began to read, choosing short chapter in Isaiah. The grand old words fell with a strange, sol emn significance from the girlish lips, thought at least one of her listeners, and he became conscious with q sharp. sud- den pang of the wide, terrible desert of years and follies and sins that lay be- tween this pure, childlike, innocent lit tie soul and his own. Then lie thought of his mother; it was more than twenty years since she had given him that little b0oh-twenty years!
 And sorrow and signing shall flee away" read Leslie, as she finished the chapter and closed the book
 This time it was Darrell who thanked her.
 Shortly afterwards she said good night and went to her room. What a dear little thing she is, said Carruthers, tenderly, as he came back to his seat again, after opening the door for her. Don't you think so?' "Yes,' was the terse answer.
 "What an iceberg you are, Darrell, :" went on Carruthers, with some impa- tience. About women, I mean" ''Ah," said the other indifferently. ''Just hand me my pipe, will you-and the matches. Thanks" There was a somewhat heightened silence; then Gilbert said suddenly:
 "Look here, old man, I'm going to tell you something that will make you think me an out and out fool"
 Darrell took his pipo more firmly be- tween his strong white teeth. He knew what was coming. But he did not say anything, and Carruthers continued:
 ''Now, if you had told mo last Sunday that in less than week should be more hopelessly hard hit than ever I was in my life, should simply have called you an ass.''
 "Much obliged" said the other curtly.
 II should, really" went on Carruthers, absently taking up the poker and raking out bits of glowing coal from between the bars of the gratc. "The fact is, old man, I'm as deeply in love as any schoolboy."
 Darrell received this announcement in perfect silence.
 Hang it all, Lance, you might show a little interest!' burst out Gilbert in an aggrieved tone.
 "My dear fellow, you must remember that, as yet, have no peg to hang my interest on, so to speak," returned Oar rell in rather strained voice. "Am to understand that you have-fallen 1T love with Miss Heath?'
 He got out the last words sharply anc almost roughly, as if they hurt him.
 Gilbert paused. in the act of lighting his pipe and nodded. "You've hit it, he said then, as he threw away tht match. ''The thing is-has she-woult she think anything of me?''
 "Well, suppose you hardly intend as certaining her views on the matter in thu meaptime?" observed Darrell, shortly.
 "Do I intend being a bowling cad2 was the indignant rejoinder. "Of cours shall wait till we get out of this con founded hole-if we ever do." Then after pause, he went on, almost boyish ly, II say, old fellow. do you think r. have any chance?"
 'I see no reason why you should not, was the answer, in an odd voice. Carruthers leant his elbow on his kne and stared into the fire. Then he said Upon my soul, as she sat there read ing and singing to us tonight, with tha babyish seriousness in her eyes-bles her!-I tell you, Darrell, could hav taken her in my arms and kissed her, til little darlingr'
 He stirred the fire into rousing blaz as he spoke and smiled-a little caressin smile. Darrell altered his position slight : ly, but he did not speak, and the othe proceeded:
 "Tve fancied once or twice, you know = from her manner and that-that perhar I might have chance. Eh9 What d , you think?"
 "How the devil should I know?' re turned Darrell suddenly and savagely "The girl has not confded in me!''
 "Well, you needn't flare up like tha 9 about it." observed Carruthers, afte surveying his companion in undisguise 1Y v