Roundjacket muttered: "Really, a very extraordinary young man."

Then he added, aloud--

"Why do you think you are in love with Redbud?"

"Because you told me all about it; and I think from what--"

Just as Verty was going on to explain, the door of Mr. Rushton's room
opened again, and Miss Lavinia came forth.

She nodded to Verty, and asked him how he was.

"I'm very well," said the young man, "and I hope you are too, Miss
Lavinia. I saw your carriage at the door, and knew you were in here.
Oh! how tight your hair is curled!" he added, laughing.

Miss Lavinia drew herself up.

"I reckon you are going to see Redbud," said Verty.

Miss Lavinia looked intently at him.

"Yes," she said.

"Give my love to her," said the young man, "and tell her I'm coming to
see her very soon--just as quick as I can get off from this dull old
place."