. Donald and Dorothy . , Kassy ! she exclaimed in plaintive surprise, you ve brouglit enough to feed a regiment. I cant eatall that bread, if I am ill — Oh, but I m to make toast for yon, here in your room,Miss, explained Kassy, who evidently had something onher mind. Lydia, — I mean Mr. Eeed, said so. How nice ! exclaimed Dorry, listlessly. Kassy took her place by the open lire, and after hesi-tating a moment began to toast the bread, while Dorry laylooking at her, feeling neither ill nor well, and half inclinedto cry from sheer loneliness. This was to be the twenty-third day without Donald.
. Donald and Dorothy . , Kassy ! she exclaimed in plaintive surprise, you ve brouglit enough to feed a regiment. I cant eatall that bread, if I am ill — Oh, but I m to make toast for yon, here in your room,Miss, explained Kassy, who evidently had something onher mind. Lydia, — I mean Mr. Eeed, said so. How nice ! exclaimed Dorry, listlessly. Kassy took her place by the open lire, and after hesi-tating a moment began to toast the bread, while Dorry laylooking at her, feeling neither ill nor well, and half inclinedto cry from sheer loneliness. This was to be the twenty-third day without Donald. I wonder wdiat that important business can be, shethought; but, most likely. Uncle will tell me all about itbefore long. Meanwhile, Kassy continued to toast bread. A formid-able pile of browned slices already lay on the plate, andshe was preparing, in absent-minded fashion, to attack AN UNEXPECTED LETTER. another slice, when suddenly the long toasting-fork hungaimlessly from one hand, while the other began fumbling. KASSY EVIDENTLY HAD SOMETHING ON HER MIND. in her pocket. Finally, in a cautious, troubled way, shehanded her young lady a letter. 276 DONALD AND DOROTHY. I — I should have given it to you before, Miss, shefaltered, but kept it because I thought — that — per-haps — I — But Dorry already had torn open the envelope, and wasreadino- the contents. Kassy, watching her, was frightened at seeing the poorgirls face flush j^ainfully, then turn deadly pale. Not bad news, is it. Miss ? Oh, Miss Dorry, maybeI ve done wrong in handing it to you; but a gentlemangave me half a dollar, day before yesterday, Miss, to putit secretly into your hands, and he said it was somethingyou d rejoice to know about. DoiT}^, now sitting up on the bed, hardly heard trembling hands, she held the open letter, andmotioned toward the door. Go, call Mr. Eeed ! No, no — stay here — Oh, whatshall I do ? What ought I to do ? she thought to herself,and then added aloud, with dec
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