just been saying something very witty. But he did not wait to finish his remark or to speak to me. There was a large evergreen near him; and, stepping quickly behind it, he was lost to my view. I ran around the bush, but could see nothing of him. There was a good deal of shrubbery hereabouts, and he was easily able to get away unobserved. I continued the search for about ten minutes, and then, quite sure that the fellow had got away, I returned to the house. Madeline had lighted a lamp, and was calling down-stairs to ask if I had found the man; some of the servants were up, and anxious to know what had happened; Pegram was crying; but in Belle's room all was quiet. Madeline looked in at the open door, and saw her lying quietly in her bed. No word was spoken; and my wife returned to our room, where we discussed the affair for a long time.
In the morning I determined to give Belle a chance to speak, and at the breakfast-table I said to her:
"I suppose you heard the disturbance last night?"
"Yes," she said quietly. "Did you catch the man?"
"No," I answered, with considerable irritation, "but I wish I had."
"What would you have done if you had caught him?" she asked, as with unusual slowness and deliberation she poured some cream upon her oat-meal.
"Done!" I exclaimed, "I don't know what I would have done. But one thing is certain, I would have made him understand that I would have no strangers prowling around my house at night."
