214 THE CHERRY-STONES.

awake ; and it will not be long before I
am with you.”

“Make haste,” said Seymour; ‘and
we will not begin our game until you
come. We have an hour and a half good,
before the prizes are given away.” Harry
hastily withdrew his head from the win-
dow as he heard these words. The joyful
excitement of going home, and the gene-
ral delight of his schoolfellows, had, for
the instant, banished the remembrance
that he had another scene to go through
with before he quitted Charlton; but it
was now recalled. Oh, that those prizes
were given away, and done with! If he.
were only quietly at home with his father
and mother, how gladly would he forego
all his chances of success. But the wish
was useless. Go through the ordeal he
must; and he endeavoured to nerve him-