own sagacity with respect to her sister, "suppose I should be in love,
surely I may carry on an innocent intercourse with my lover, without
consulting papa."

"No, Agnes, you should not," replied her sister, vehemently; "no
intercourse--no intercourse without papa's knowledge, can be innocent.
There is deceit and dissimulation in it--there is treachery in it. It is
impossible to say how gloomily such an intercourse may end. Only think,
my dear Agnes," she proceeded, in a low, but vehement and condensed
voice--"only think, dear Agnes, what the consequences might be to you if
such an attachment, and such a clandestine mode of conducting it, should
in consequence of your duplicity to papa, cause the Almighty God to
withdraw His grace from you, and that, you should thereby become a
cast-away--a castaway! I shudder to think of it! I shudder to think of
it."

"Jane, sit beside me," said Mr. Sinclair; "you are rather too hard upon
poor Agnes--but, still come, and sit beside me. You are my own sweet
child--my own dutiful and candid girl."

"I cannot, I cannot, papa, I dare not," she exclaimed, and without
uttering another word she arose, and rushed out of the room. In less
than a minute, however, she returned again, and approaching him,
said--"Papa, forgive me, I will, I trust, soon be a better girl than I
am; bless me and bid me good-night. Mamma, bless me you too, I am your
poor Jane, and I know you all love me more than you ought. Do not think
that I am unhappy--don't think it. I have not been for some time so
happy as I am to-night."

She then passed out of the room, and retired to her own apartment.