"Oh, dear! what shall I do all day?" said Nattie, sinking into a chair, very much aggrieved.
"I am very sorry, but I couldn't well avoid accommodating him. But what will you do when I leave entirely, if you can't get along without me one day? happy I, to be so necessary to your existence!"
"But there is no prospect of your leaving at present, is there?" asked Nattie, forgetting in her alarm at such a possibility to challenge the last of his remark.
"There is some probability of it now," "C" responded. "I will tell you all about it to-morrow. I may come nearer to you ; near enough even for you to see that twinkle."
"You don't mean you have a prospect of an office here in the city?" questioned Nattie, not knowing whether she would be glad or sorry if such were the case.
"Not exactly," replied "C." I haven't time to explain; train is coming, so"
"Where did you say you were going to-day?" broke in Nattie quickly.
"B a—five miles down the line nearer you, but not on this wire. Used to be, you know, but switched on wire number twenty-seven last week," "C" responded so hurriedly, that Nattie could
