afterward one word that he had said; he only remembered that he felt as if they two stood alone on some cloud-capped peak, the whole world vanished from their sight, but sunshine above them and all around them.
Two tears dropped from Letty's eyes, she knew not why, and Farebrother consoled her, for what he did not know—and they drank the wine of life together. But after a while they came from their own heaven down to a real world that was scarcely less beautiful to them.
Almost the first rational question Farebrother asked her was—"And how about that good-looking villain of an Englishman?"
"My cousin Archibald? Why, he never asked me to be Lady Corbin."
"Thank the Lord." There was a good deal more sincerity in this thanksgiving than might have been suspected.
"Do you think I would have been dazzled by his title and money?" asked Letty, offended.
"No, because you don't know anything about either money or titles. You are a very clever girl, my dear, but you are very unsophisticated, so far. I believe, though, he
