Chapter 12 OLD ALICE'S BAIRN.

"I lov'd him not; and yet, now he is gone,

I feel I am alone.

I check'd him while he spoke; yet, could he speak,

Alas! I would not check.

For reasons not to love him once I sought,

And wearied all my thought."

W. S. Landor.

And now Mary had, as she thought, dismissed both her lovers. But they looked on their dismissals with ver