The Buccaneer - A Tale

"Stop, Barbara!" exclaimed Robin, whose imagination, at all times easily

worked upon, now became absolute torture, "for mercy, stop! It was but

the dream of a weak girl."

For the first time since she had grown to woman's estate, he pressed

her to his bosom, and then silently walked with her to the little gate

that led to the garden.

"Let Crisp stay with me. Bright-eye and he agree better than usual,"

said Barbara with a quiet smile.

"I will," replied Robin, adding, as he turned away, "Trust in the God

you worship, and put no faith in dreams."