the necessity of keeping your eye upon her, and making your company agreeable to—Well go—go; there's no time to be be lost," cried she, seeing that I had put away my drawing materials, and was waiting in the door-way for the conclusion of her address,
According to her prognostications, I found Miss Murray in her favorite field just without the park; and, unfortunately, not alone; for the tall, stately figure of Mr. Hatfield was slowly sauntering by her side.
Here was a poser for me. It was my duty to interrupt the tête-a-tête: but how was it to be done? Mr. Hatfield could not be driven away by so insignificant a person as I; and to go and place myself on the other side of Miss Murray, and intrude my unwelcome presence upon her without noticing her companion, was a piece of rudeness I could not be guilty of: neither had I the courage to cry aloud from the top of the field that she was wanted elsewhere. So I took the intermediate course of walking slowly, but steadily towards them, resolving, if my approach failed to scare away the beau, to pass by and tell Miss Murray her mama wanted her.
She certainly looked very charming as she
