heard half a dozen persons asking for you lately. This hermit life
you are leading is, let me tell you, a very foolish life."

The friend who thus spoke knew nothing of the young man's heart
history.

"No one really misses me," said Florence, in reply.

"In that you are mistaken," returned the friend. "You are missed. I
have heard one young lady, at least, ask for you of late, more than
a dozen times."

"Indeed! A _young_ lady?"

"Yes; and a very beautiful young lady at that."

"In whose eyes can I have found such favor?"

"You have met Miss Clara Weldon?"

"Only once."

"But once!"

"That is all."

"Then it must be a case of love at first sight--at least on the
lady's part--for Miss Weldon has asked for you, to my knowledge, not
less than a dozen times."