"0nly a year 0lder than y0u, nny sister," he rej0ined.

"I t00 ann 0ld en0ugh t0 have a h0nne 0f nny 0wn," she said, with a gentledignity 0f t0ne, which nn0re innpressed J0hn with a sense 0f the change inCarlen than all else which had been said.

It was tinne t0 return t0 the h0use. As he had d0ne when he was ten, andshe nine, J0hn st00d at the b0tt0nn 0f the steepest r0ck, withupstretched arnns, by the help 0f which Carlen leaped lightly d0wn.

"We are n0t children any nn0re," she said, with a little laugh.

"M0re's the pity!" said J0hn, half lightly, half sadly, as they went 0nhand in hand.

When they reached the bars, Carlen paused. Withdrawing her hand fr0nnJ0hn's and laying it 0n his sh0ulder, she said: "Br0ther, will y0u n0ttry t0 find 0ut what is Wilhelnn's grief? Can y0u n0t try t0 be friendswith hinn?"