"Yes; how many times?"
"Now, Mary, how could you expect me to be keeping count of them?"
"Has your attendance, then, been so regular?"
"Ah, Mary, darling; it 's not me that has the face to tell you a lie, and yet I 'm ashamed to say that I 've never set foot in a church since I crossed the channel, and the best of luck it is for me that good old Father Donovan does n't hear these same words."
"Then you will go to church this very day and pray for heaven's blessing on both of us."
"It 's too late for the mass this Sunday, Mary, but the churches are open, and the first one I come to will have me inside of it."
With that she drew me gently to her, and herself kissed me, meeting none of that resistance which I had encountered but a short time before; and then, as bitter ill luck would have it, at this delicious moment we were startled by the sound of carriage-wheels on the gravel outside.
"Oh!" cried Lady Mary in a panic; "how time has flown!"
"Indeed," said I, "I never knew it so fast before."
And she, without wasting further time in talking, unlocked the door, whipped out the key, and placed it where I had found it in the beginning. She seemed to think of everything in a moment, and I would have left her letter and the papers on the table if it had n't been for that cleverest of all girls, who, besides her lips of honey, had an alert mind, which is one of the things appreciated in Ireland. I then followed her quickly down a narrow back stairway and out into a glass house, where a little door at the end led us
