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who caught me by the hand, and blessed me as I passed"
 ''She was right" said MT. let terby.
 "Ah, but there's more than that" said Milly. When we got upstairs, into the room, the sick man, who had lain for hours in state from which no effort could arouse him, rose up in his bed, and, bursting into tears, stretched out his arms to me, and said, that he had led 8 misspent life, but that he was truly repentant now. He entreated me to ask his poor old father for his pardon and his blessing, and to say prayer beside his bed. And when I did so, MT. Redlaw joined in 1t so fervently, and then so thanked and thanked me, and thanked Heaven, that my heart quite over flowed"
 WHILE she was speaking, Red
 W law had come in, and, after pausing for moment to observe the group of which she was the center, had silently ascended the stairs. Upon those stairs he now appeared again; remaining there, while the young student passed him, and came running down.
 Kind nurse, gentlest, best of creatures" he said, falling on his knees to her, and catching at her hand, forgive my cruel ingrati- tude!'
 "Oh, dear, oh, dear!' cried Milly innocently.
 T was not myself" he said. T don't know what 1t was 1t was some consequence of my disorder perhaps - was mad. But I am so no longer. Almost as I speak I am restored. heard the children cry- ing out your name, and the shade passed from me at the very sound of it. Oh, don't weep, dear Milly. It is such deep reproach."
 No, mo-" said Milly, tits not that. It's not indeed. It's joy. It's wonder that you should think it necessary to ask me to forgive so little, and yet it's pleasure that you do."
 She beckoned him aside, and whispered in his ear.
 There is news from your home, MT. Edmund"
 News? How?"
 Either your not writing when you were very i'll, or the change in your handwriting when you be- gan to be better, created some sus- picion of the truth; however, that is-but you're sure you'll not be the worse for any news, If it's not bad news?"
 Sure"
 Then there's some one comet" said Milly.
 My mother?" asked the student, glancing round involuntarily to- ward Redlaw, who had come down rom the stairs.
 Hush! Mo- said Milly.
 "It can be no one else"
 "Indeed2" said Milly, "are you sure?"
 Tt is not" Before he could say more, she put her hand upon his mouth.
 "Yes, it isl" said Milly. "The young lady (she is very like the miniature, MT. Edmund, but she is prettier) was too unhappy to rest without satisfying her doubts and came up, last night, with a little servant maid. AS you always dated your letters from the college she came there; and before saw MT. Redlaw this morning saw her."
 "This morningl Where is she now?"
 Why, she is now" said Milly, advancing her lips to his ear, "in my little parlor in the Lodge, and waiting to see you"
 He pressed her hand, and was darting off, but she detained him.
 MT. Redlaw is much altered and has told me this morning that his memory is impaired. Be very con- siderate to him, MT. Edmund; he needs that from us all"
 The young man assured her, by look, that her caution was not i'll bestowed; and, as he passed the Chemist on his way out, bent re- spectfully and with an obvious in- terest before him. D mLAW returned the salutation N courteously and even humbly, and looked after him as he passed on. He dropped his ks7d upon his hand, too, as if trying to leawaiSen