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ANOTHER RECOGNITION.139steady tension of her low white forehead and thefirm set of her lips. At last she paused, whenshe had traversed the entire length of the walkseveral times, and looked about her for an unoccupiedseat. She descried one, with no nearerneighbour than the figure of a boy, not exactlyragged,but very shabby, extended on the grassbeside it, resting on his elbows, with a fur cappulled down over his eyes, leaving the greaterportion of a tangled head exposed to view, anda penny illustrated journal, whose contents, judgingby the intentness with yvhich he yvas devouringthem, must have been of a highly sensationalcharacter,stretched out on the ground before him.Harriet took no notice of the boy, nor did heperceive her, when she seated herself on thebench by yvhich he layr. She sat doyvn noiselessly,folded her hands, and let her head fall forward,looking out with the distant absorbed gaze whichhadbecomehabitual toher. She sat very still,andnever for a moment did the purpose in her facerelax. She was thinking, shewas not dreaming.rose.After a while, she looked at her watch, andAt the first step wliich she made on the