Your love, so much is all my love's concern."

"Ah! happy they to whom such words as these
In youth have served for speech the whole day long!"


David left early in the morning for Dron Point, and Allan went to the pier
with him, and watched the boat away. It was not a pleasant morning. There
had been, all night, surly whiffs of rain, and the sky was full of gleam
and gloom and guest.

"I think it is likely Aunt Janet will get a good sea-tossing," Allan said
in a voice of satisfaction, and David smiled grimly, and reflected
audibly, "that it was all o' twenty miles, and the wind dead against them,
for the hame coming."

Then Allan walked rapidly back to the cottage. He was longing to speak to
Maggie, and every moment of David's absence was precious. She was far from
expecting him, for she knew that David and Allan had left the cottage
together, and she supposed Allan had also gone to Dron Point. When he
opened the door the house was empty; but glancing up the beach, he saw
Maggie, with her head bent to the smiting rain, slowly making her way
home. He knew that this early walk had become a usual thing with her, and
he understood by his own feelings, how grateful the resolute onward march
against wind and rain would be to her heart.

In a few minutes she pushed open the cottage door; and her wet rosy face,
in the dark green folds of the plaid over her head, had a vivid
distinctness. When she saw Allan she trembled. His unexpected presence,
the eager longing gaze in his eyes, his outstretched arms, the soft,