to magnify her we love. And this was a delightful way of doing it. It
is "a system of espionage" that prevails under every form of government.
How he gazed, and gazed, on his now polar star; studied every turn,
every gesture, with eager delight, and tried to gather what she said, or
at least the nature of it.

But by and by they left Dard and strolled towards the other end of the
park. Then did our astronomer fling down his tube, and come running out
in hopes of intercepting them, and seeming to meet them by some strange
fortuity. Hope whispered he should be blessed with a smile; perhaps
a word even. So another minute and he was running up the road to
Beaurepaire. But his good heart was doomed to be diverted to a much
humbler object than his idol; as he came near the fallen tree he heard
loud cries for help, followed by groans of pain. He bounded over the
hedge, and there was Dard hanging over his axe, moaning. "What is the
matter? what is the matter?" cried Edouard, running to him.

"Oh! oh! cut my foot. Oh!"

Edouard looked, and turned sick, for there was a gash right through
Dard's shoe, and the blood welling up through it. But, recovering
himself by an effort of the will, he cried out, "Courage, my lad!
don't give in. Thank Heaven there's no artery there. Oh, dear, it is
a terrible cut! Let us get you home, that is the first thing. Can you
walk?"

"Lord bless you, no! nor stand neither without help."

Edouard flew to the wheelbarrow, and, reversing it, spun a lot of billet
out. "Ye must not do that," said Dard with all the energy he was capable