and then stood with one hand firmly clasping his, the other on his shoulder, fixing upon me her large, luminous, dark eyes—pale, breathless, quivering with agitation.
"I was not harming the child Madam," said I, scarce knowing whether to be most astonished or displeased, "he was tumbling off the wall there; and I was so fortunate as to catch him, while he hung suspended headlong from that tree, and prevent I know not what catastrophe."
"I beg your pardon sir," stammered she;—suddenly calming down,—the light of reason seeming to break upon her beclouded spirit, and a faint blush mantling on her cheek—"I did not know you;—and I thought"—
She stooped to kiss the child, and fondly clasped her arm round his neck.
"You thought I was going to kidnap your son, I suppose?"
She stroked his head with a half-embarrassed laugh, and replied,—
"I did not know he had attempted to climb
