The Thorn in the Nest. Finley Martha

sorrow than any such bereavement could bring, or at least a grief and burden of a different sort."

      "Are you not mistaken? May it not be a mere fancy on your part?" queried Nell. "Dr. Clendenin has always struck me as a very cheerful person."

      "He is not one to obtrude his griefs upon others," observed Dale in reply. "He forces himself to be cheerful when in general society, and seldom allows even me, his intimate friend, to perceive that he has a burden to bear; but I have reason to believe that he sometimes passes half the night pacing his office instead of taking the rest he needs after his day's toil."

      From that, he went on to speak of Kenneth's late mysterious, lonely journey, and to describe the state in which he had returned.

      Nell's heart was deeply touched. "How noble he is!" was her mental exclamation. "But Mr. Dale should not have told me, it seems almost like betraying his friend's confidence. I suppose he does not look upon it in that light, but I am quite sure Dr. Clendenin would never have done so by him."

      "Of course," said Dale, breaking the momentary silence, "this is between ourselves. I have never mentioned these things to any one else, and never shall."

      "Nor shall I, Mr. Dale," she answered.

      She did not, but from that time she watched Kenneth more closely than ever before, and that with the growing conviction that Dale was right.

      It became with her an absorbingly interesting subject of thought; her heart was more and more filled with pity for Kenneth's silent suffering, and pity is akin to love.