"
Apprehension and indignation kept him awake half the night, but when he
arose next morning it was with the firm resolve to put his fortune to the
test that day. At four o'clock he changed his neck-tie for the third
time, and at ten past sallied out in the direction of the school. He met
Miss Lindsay just coming out, and, after a well-deserved compliment to
the weather, turned and walked with her.
"I was hoping to meet you," he said, slowly.
"Yes?" said the girl.
"I--I have been feeling rather lonely to-day," he continued.
"You often do," said Miss Lindsay, guardedly.
"It gets worse and worse," said Mr. Barrett, sadly.
"I think I know what is the matter with you," said the girl, in a soft
voice; "you have got nothing to do all day, and you live alone, except
for your housekeeper."
Mr. Barrett assented with some eagerness, and stole a hopeful glance at
her.
"You--you miss something," continued Miss. Lindsay, in a faltering
voice.
"I do," said Mr. Barrett, with ardour.
"You miss"--the girl made an effort--"you miss the footsteps and voices
of your little children.
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