When she came down again she was a changed woman. Her eyes were wet, but calm, and all her bitterness and excitement charmed away. "Denys," said she softly, "I have got my orders. I am to read my lover's letter to his folk." "Ye will never do that?" "Ay will I." "I see there is something in the letter has softened ye towards them." "Not a jot, Denys, not a jot. But an I hated them like poison I would not disobey my love. Denys, 'tis so sweet to obey, and sweetest of all to obey one who is far, far away, and cannot enforce my duty, but must trust my love for my obedience. Ah, Gerard, my darling, at hand I might have slighted thy commands, misliking thy folk as I have cause to do; but now, didst bid me go into the raging sea and read thy sweet letter to the sharks, there I'd go. Therefo

