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dress. can send Herbert there at once"
CHAPTER Xxx.
The front windows Of Brightwater Cot.
tase look out on quiet green lane In Mid.
dlesex, which joins the high road within q
few miles Of the market town Of Ux.
bridge.
Within two days Of the time when they
had left the hotel at Sydenham, Catherine
and her little family circle had taken DOS.
session Of the cottage.
Lingering here and there to gather dow.
ers from the beds 40 she passed them,
Kitty was stopped by shrubbery, with q
rustic seat placed near II, which marked
the limits Of the garden on that side.
Choosing flowers and then rejecting
them, trying other colors and wondering
whether she had accomplished Q change
for the better, Kitty was startled BY the
sound Of voice calling to her from the di.
rection Of the brook.
She looked round and saw q gentleman
crossing the bridge. He asked the way
to Brightwater Cottage.
There was something In his voice that
attracted her--how or why, at her age, she
never thought Of inquiring. Eager and
excited, she ran across the lawn which
lay between her and the brook before she
answered the question.
The gentleman approached her and sud.
denly stood still. Kitty said, "This IL the
cottage, sir; do you want to see mamma p
His sorrowful eyes rested kindly on her.
The child ventured to say: DO you know
me, sir?"
He answered In the saddest voice that
Kitty had ever heard, MY little girl, what
makes you think know your"
She was at loss how to reply, fearing
to distress him. She could only shy, You
are so like my poor papa"
He shook and shuddered, a. II she had
said something to brighten him. He took
her hand. On that hot day bis fingers felt
as cold a. II II had been winter time. He
led her back to the seat that she had left.
I'm tired, my DEAR" he said. 'Shall We
cit DOWN. It was surely true that he
was tired. He seemed hardly able to lift
one foot after the other. Kitty pitied him.
II think you must be Ill.," she said, %
they took their places. side BY side. on
the bench.
mo. not III. Only weary, and perhaps
Q little afraid Of frightening you" He
kept her hand In bis, and patted II from
time to time.
"Come near to b." he said. "Don't be
afraid Of me, my dear" She moved near.
er and nearer, and showed him that she
was not afraid. The poor man seemed
hardly to understand her. His eyes grew
dim; he sighed like . person In distress;
he said: "Your father would have kissed
you, little one, II he had been alive. You
say ] am like your father. May ! kiss
your
She put her hands on Ills shoulder, and
lifted her face to him.. In the instant
when he kissed her the child knew him.
Her heart beat suddenly with an overpOw'
ering delight; she started back from bis
embrace. THAT'S how papa used to kiss
metz she cried. "Oh, you are papa" She
dung her arms round bis neck and held
him % II she would never let him &c
again. Dear papa! Poor, lost papar
His tears fell on her face; he sobbed oveI
her. MY sweet darling! my own little
Kittyv"
The hysterical passion that had over
come her father 6lled her with piteoul
! surprise. How strange, how dreadful
| that he should cry-that he should be q
sorry when she was 20 glad. She tool
her little handkerchief out OF the poke,
Of her pinafore and dried bis eyes.
They had forgotten her mother, ani
Kitty only discovered It now. She caugh
at one Of her fathers hands hanging help
less at bis side. With sparkling eyes
with flushed cheeks, she pulled at BIZ
hand, as IL her little strength could forc'
him to his feet. "Comc," she cried, "ant
make mamma 90 happy ~ ! am"
He hesitated. She sprang on bis knee
she pressed her check against bis cheel
with the caressing tenderness familiar 4
him In the Arst happy days when she wa
an infant. "Oh. papa, are you going to b
unkind to me for the first time In you
life?'
His momentary resistance was at al
end. He was 40 weak In her hands nov
a. IL he had been the child and she tn
man.
Laughing and singing and dancin
round him, Kitty led the way to the win
dow Of the room that opened on the gaI
den. Some one had closed II on the lime
side. She tapped impatiently at the glass
Her mother heard the tapping; her mothe
came to the window.
And they saw each other again. Sine
the miserable time when they had LEI
Mount Morven, since the long. unnaturs
separation Of the parents and the chile
those three were together once more.
(rhe end.)
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