"'Yes.'

"'Good. I am not--but I shall be there--in the fir grove behind
the house, with two horses. When the dancing is at its height
you'll steal out to meet me. Then 'tis but a fifteen mile ride to
Charlottetown, where a good minister, who is a friend of mine,
will be ready to marry us. By the time the dancers have tired
their heels you and I will be on our vessel, able to snap our
fingers at fate.'

"'And what if I do not meet you in the fir grove?' said Ursula, a
little impertinently.

"'If you do not, I'll sail for South America the next morning, and
many a long year will pass ere Kenneth MacNair comes home again.'

"Perhaps Kenneth didn't mean that, but Ursula thought he did, and
it decided her. She agreed to run away with him. Yes, of course
that was wrong, too, Felicity. She ought to have said, 'No, I
shall be married respectably from home, and have a wedding and a
silk dress and bridesmaids and lots of presents.' But she didn't.
She wasn't as prudent as Felicity King would have been."

"She was a shameless hussy," said Felicity, venting on the long-
dead Ursula that anger she dare not visit on the Story Girl.

"Oh, no, Felicity dear, she was just a lass of spirit. I'd have
done the same. And when Friday night came she began to dress for
the dance with a brave heart. She was to go to The Springs with