"Think I should like to see you," uttered the young girl, with a
smile, as she folded the note again out of sight.

As the last glimpse of the Firefly faded from the vision of the
sad-eyed watchers, they turned slowly from their lookout of sorrow,
and bent their steps homeward.

"It's growing late, Miss Leah," said Emile, who stood near the young
Jewess. "May I see you safely home?"

"Thank you, but it is not too late for me to go alone," she replied;
"besides, my walk will lead to my uncle Jacob's, where I may spend
the night; that's not very far, you know."

Determined not to be baffled in his purpose to escort Leah, he
replied:

"'The longer the walk, the shorter the way,' with you, Miss Leah.
Allow me to attend you, I pray." His pertinacity prevailed; and
falteringly she replied, "As you like, Mr. Le Grande," resolving in
her heart though, that this should be the last time. "Only this
morning," thought she, "what did I promise Lizzie? And before the
day is ended, I have broken that promise. What an irresolute
creature I am! But this shall be the last. I vow it again."

"You will miss Miss Heartwell, I judge," began Emile, as he walked
forward by her side. "From your sorrowful expression, one might
think she had died, instead of vanished from sight in a vessel. I
trust there are yet some friends in the Queen City; at least one,