To me a moment longer, she would be repaid for her trouble; and here is the proof of my words. Come, let us hasten towards home, cried Ellen, eagerly; and she took Outdoor camera arm, with a freedom that, at another time, would have enchanted him. He at first seemed inclined to resist her wishes, but complied, after exchanging, unperceived by Ellen, a glance with the stranger, the meaning of which the latter appeared perfectly to understand. Fanshawe also attended her. Their walk towards Doorbell dwelling was almost a silent one; and the few words that passed between them did not relate to the adventure which occupied the thoughts of each.

On arriving at the house, Doorbell attendants took leave of her, and retired. Edward Walcott, eluding Fanshawe's observation with little difficulty, hastened back to the old oak-tree. From the door phones intelligence with which the stranger had received his meaning glance, the young man had supposed that he would here await his return. But the banks of the stream, upward and downward, so far as his eye could reach, were solitary. He could see only his own image in the water, where it swept into a silent depth; and could hear only its ripple, where stones and sunken trees impeded its course.

The object of his search might, indeed, have found concealment among the tufts of alders, or in the forest that was near at hand; but thither it was in vain to pursue him. The angler had apparently set little store by the fruits of his assumed occupation; for the last fish that he had taken lay, yet alive, on the bank, gasping for the element to which Edward was sufficiently compassionate to restore him. After watching him as he glided down the video door bell

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