and here, fearing she had said too much, she stopped abruptly, totally unable to proceed.
"Oh, go on!" exclaimed Edric, gazing earnestly upon her blushing face—"go on, I could listen to you for ever!"
Pauline trembled, blushed, and hesitated. "I—I—I think I had better go to my father," stammered she after a short pause.
Roderick smiled: "By all means!" said he. "Don't you think so, Edric?"
Edric did not reply; for in fact he did not hear the question; whilst poor Pauline's agitation increased, and her colour changed rapidly every moment: she dreaded Roderick's raillery, and trembled so violently that she could scarcely stand.
At this moment her father returned; he looked at his daughter with some surprise, and then, turning to his guests, he apologized for her abstraction. "My daughter is unused to camps," said he, "and the scenes she has lately gone through have been too much for her nerves."
"She will now have an opportunity of reco-
