Chapter 11 A PARCEL AND A FRIGHT.

"She ran with wild speed, she rushed in at the door,

She gazed in her terror around."

-SOUTHEY.

But Beata could not look forward to it now. The pleasure seemed to have gone out of everything.

"Nobody loves me now, and nobody trusts me," she said sadly to herself. "And I don't know why it is. I can't think of anything I have done to chan