“Hate you, love!  No, never!  I shall love you as long as we both live.  But I must say good-by.  I am summoned away on important business, and shall have hardly time to catch the next train.”

“You might have told me last night,” she pouted, as with another kiss he took his arm from her waist and turned to leave her.

“I did not receive the summons till half an hour ago,” he answered, hastily mounting his steed.

“When will you come back?” she asked.

“I hope to be with you by tea-time, this evening.  Au revoir, darling.”

He threw her a kiss and was gone, galloping so rapidly away that in a minute or two he was out of sight; all the more speedily to her because her eyes were blinded with tears as she stood motionless, gazing after him.

It was their first parting, and there came over her a feeling that, should he never come back, the world would be a desert, nothing left worth living for.

“Never mind, dear child, it is for only a few hours, if all goes well,” said a kind sweet voice at her side.

“Yes, mamma, but—­oh, I wish he never had to go away without me!  And why couldn’t I have gone with him this time?” she sobbed, beginning to feel herself quite aggrieved, though the idea of going with Edward had but just occurred to her.

“Well, dear, there really was not time to arrange that,” Elsie said, embracing her with motherly affection.  “But come now and get some breakfast.  You must be hungry after your ride.”

“Is Grandpa vexed because I was not here in season?” Zoe asked, following her mother-in-law on her way to the breakfast-room.

“He has not shown any vexation,” Elsie answered lightly; “and you are not much behind time; they are all still at the table.  Edward took his breakfast early in order to catch his train.”

Zoe’s apprehensions were relieved immediately on entering the breakfast-room, as Mr. Dinsmore and all the others greeted her with the usual pleasant “Good-morning.”

Reconciled to her husband and smiled upon by all the rest of the family, she grew quite happy.

In saying she was not to be driven, but would do anything for love and coaxing, she had spoken truly; and now her great desire was to do something to please Edward.

She had been rather remiss in her studies of late, and though he had administered no reproof, she knew that he felt discouraged over it.  She determined to surprise him on his return with carefully prepared lessons.

After giving due attention to them, she spent hours at the piano learning a song he admired and had lately bought for her, saying he thought it suited to her voice, and wanted to hear her play and sing it.

“What a dear, industrious little woman,” Elsie said, meeting her in the hall as she left the music-room, and bestowing upon her a motherly smile and caress.  “I know whom you are trying so hard to please, and if he does not show appreciation of your efforts, I shall think him unworthy of so good a little wife.”