134 THE STRAWBERRY GARDEN. 



"We can't. There's no time. The sun's most up and 

 we shall be found out." 



" I don't think they will buy them in that state.' 7 



' ' Then you must offer them for less. Whatever you do, 

 sell them." 



" That I will. I'll start now. The shops will be open 

 soon." 



" All right. I'll sit up for you. I'm all dressed and 

 haven't anything more to do till breakfast-time. My ! how 

 hungry I am ! I wish breakfast was ready now." 



"I don't. 'We'd be found out, sure. Good-by, I'm 

 going." 



And, with the basket on his arm, he scrambled over the 

 stone wall and disappeared. 



Never did maiden watch in lonely tower for her lover 

 from over the sea with more anxiety than did Kate, with 

 her pretty nose flattened against the cold window-pane, for 

 her runaway brother. At last, just as the sun appeared 

 over the trees, he came quickly up the walk under the pear 

 trees. Opening the window, she telegraphed to him by 

 signs that she would come down and let him in. 



A moment after she stood beside him in the yard. The 

 basket was gone. 



" How splendid ! you sold 'em ? " 



"I did that." 



"Come in. Oh! I'm so " 



