If we are nature's, this is ours--this thorn

Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong;

It is the show and seal of nature's truth

When love's strong passion is impressed in youth.

--Shakspere.

What a contrast! the interior of that poor hut to all the splendors they

had left! The sisters both were tired, and quickly undressed and went to

bed, but not at once to sleep.

Hannah had the bad habit of laying awake at night, studying how to make

the two ends of her income and her outlay meet at the close of the year,

just as if loss of rest ever helped on the solution to that problem!

Nora, for her part, lay awake in a disturbance of her whole nature,

which she could neither understand nor subdue! Nora had never read a

poem, a novel, or a play in her life; she had no knowledge of the world;

and no instructress but her old maiden sister. Therefore Nora knew no

more of love than does the novice who has never left her convent! She

could not comprehend the reason why after meeting with Herman Brudenell

she had taken such a disgust at the rustic beaus who had hitherto

pleased her; nor yet why her whole soul was so very strangely troubled;

why at once she was so happy and so miserable; and, above all, why she

could not speak of these things to her sister Hannah. She tossed about

in feverish excitement.

"What in the world is the matter with you, Nora? You are as restless as

a kitten; what ails you?" asked Hannah.

"Nothing," was the answer.

Now everyone who has looked long upon life knows that of all the

maladies, mental or physical, that afflict human nature, "nothing" is

the most common, the most dangerous, and the most incurable! When you

see a person preoccupied, downcast, despondent, and ask him, "What is

the matter?" and he answers, "Nothing," be sure that it is something

great, unutterable, or fatal! Hannah Worth knew this by instinct, and so

she answered: "Nonsense, Nora! I know there is something that keeps you awake; what is

it now?"

"Really--and indeed it is nothing serious; only I am thinking over what

we have seen to-day!"

"Oh! but try to go to sleep now, my dear," said Hannah, as if satisfied.

"I can't; but, Hannah, I say, are you and Reuben Gray engaged?"

"Yes, dear."

"How long have you been engaged?"

"For more than twelve years, dear."




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