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The Story of Kilmeny

aflectation of carelessness, “ I chanced on an old deserted orchard back behind the woods over there last week, a charming bit of wilderness. Do you know whose it is? ”

“ I suppose it must be the old Connors orchard,” answered Mrs. Williamson af- ter a moment’s reflection. “ I had forgot- ten all about it. It must be all of thirty years since Mr. and Mrs. Connors moved away. Their house and barns were burned down and they sold the land to Thomas Gordon and went to live in town. They’re both dead now. Mr. Connors used to be very proud of his orchard. There weren’t many orchards in Lindsay then, though almost everybody has one now.”

“ There was a young girl in it, playing on a violin,” said Eric, annoyed to find that it cost him an effort to speak of her, and that the blood mounted to his face as he did so. “ She ran away in great alarm - as soon as she saw me, although I do not

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