Kilmeny of the Orchard

pinned them about her head like a coro- net; 3. late white rose was fastened low down on the left side.

“ ‘A man had given all other bliss And all his worldly wealth for this— To waste his whole heart in one kiss Upon her perfect lips,’ ”

quoted Eric in a whisper as he watched her descend. Aloud he said,

“ Take these lilies on your arm, letting their bloom fall against your shoulder— so. Now, give me your hand and shut your eyes. Don’t open them until I say you may.”

He led her into the parlour and up to the mirror.

“ Look,” he cried, gayly.

Kilmeny opened her eyes and looked straight into the mirror where, like a lovely picture in a golden frame, she saw herself reflected. For a moment she was bewildered. Then she realized what it meant. The lilies fell from her arm to the

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