Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . ng theweight of England while I rest! Did you love her very, very, verymuch ? Ah, you shall judge by this: she com-manded and I obeyed! I think you are lovely! Will youkiss me? Thankfully—and hold it a privilege,too. There—this one. is for you; andthere—this one is for her. You made ita request; and you could have made it acommand, for you are representing her,and what you command I must obey. The child clapped her hands with dejlight at the idea of this grand promotion—then her ear caught an approachingsound: the measured tr
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . ng theweight of England while I rest! Did you love her very, very, verymuch ? Ah, you shall judge by this: she com-manded and I obeyed! I think you are lovely! Will youkiss me? Thankfully—and hold it a privilege,too. There—this one. is for you; andthere—this one is for her. You made ita request; and you could have made it acommand, for you are representing her,and what you command I must obey. The child clapped her hands with dejlight at the idea of this grand promotion—then her ear caught an approachingsound: the measured tramp of marchingmen. Soldiers!—soldiers, Lord General!Abby wants to see them! You shall, dear; but wait a mo-ment, I have a commission for you. An officer entered and bowed low, say-ing, They are come, your Highness,bowed again, and retired. The Head of the Nation gave Abbythree little disks of sealing-wax: twowhite, and one a ruddy red—for thisones mission was to deliver death to theColonel who should get it. Oh, whata lovely red one! Are they for me ?. 26 HAKPEKS MONTHLY MAGAZINE. No, dear; they are for others. Liftthe corner of that curtain, there, whichhides an open door; pass through, andyou will see three men standing in a row,with their backs towards you and theirhands behind their backs—so—each withone hand open, like a cup. Into each ofthe open hands drop one of those things,then come back to me. Abby disappeared behind the curtain,and the Protector was alone. He said,reverently: Of a surety that goodthought came to me in my perplexityfrom Him who is an ever-present help tothem that are in doubt and seek His knoweth where the choice should fall,and hath sent His sinless messenger todo His will. Another would err, but Hecannot err. Wonderful are His ways, andwise—blessed be His holy Name! The small fairy dropped the curtainbehind her and stood for a moment con-ning with alert curiosity the appoint-ments of the chamber of doom, and therigid figure
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