“The result is, I am separated from my friends, and am living all alone with my dear old nurse, at her farmhouse.

“Since, then, I am unhappy, and you are generous, you will, I think, forgive me all the pain I have caused you, and will let me, in bidding you adieu, subscribe myself,

“Yours affectionately,

“LUCY FOUNTAIN”

“It is the letter of a sweet girl, David, with a noble heart; and she has taken a noble revenge of me for what I said to her the other day, and made her cry, like a little brute as I am.  Why, how glum you look!”

“Eve,” said David, “do you think I will accept this from her without herself?”

“Of course you will.  Don’t be too greedy, David.  Leave the girl in peace; she has shown you what she will do and what she won’t.  One such friend as this is worth a hundred lovers.  Give me her dear little note.”

While Eve was persuing it, David went out, but soon returned, with his best coat on, and his hat in his hand.  Eve asked in some surprise where he was going in such a hurry.

“To her.”

“Well, David, now I come to read her letter quietly, it is a woman’s letter all over; you may read it which way you like.  What need had she to tell me she has just refused offers?  And then she tells me she is all alone.  That sounds like a hint.  The company of a friend might he agreeable.  Brush your coat first, at any rate; there’s something white on it; it is a paper; it is pinned on.  Come here.  Why, what is this?  It is written on.  ‘Adieu.’” And Eve opened her eyes and mouth as well.

She asked him when he wore the coat last.

“The day before yesterday.”

“Were you in company of any girls?”

“Not I.”

“But this is written by a girl, and it is pinned on by a girl; see how it is quilted in!! that’s proof positive.  Oh! oh! oh! look here.  Look at these two ’Adieus’—­the one in the letter and this; they are the same—­precisely the same.  What, in Heaven’s name, is the meaning of this?  Were you in her company that night?”

“No.”

“Will you swear that?”

“No, I can’t swear it, because I was asleep a part of the time; but waking in her company I was not.”

“It is her writing, and she pinned it on you.”

“How can that be, Eve?”

“I don’t know; I am sure she did, though.  Look at this ‘Adieu’ and that; you’ll never get it out of my head but what one hand wrote them both.  You are so green, a girl would come behind you and pin it on you, and you never feel her.”

While saying these words, Eve slyly repinned it on him without his feeling or knowing anything about it.

David was impatient to be gone, but she held him a minute to advise him.

“Tell her she must and shall.  Don’t take a denial.  If you are cowardly, she will be bold; but if you are bold and resolute, she will knuckle down.  Mind that; and don’t go about it with such a face as that, as long as my arm.  If she says ‘No,’ you have got the ship to comfort you.  Oh!  I am so happy!”