CHAPTER V.
"CGILBERT," said Mrs. Hamilton, the next
evening, looking into the drawing-room, where
he was sitting with his sisters, I am ready
for church, are you not going ?"
 "No, mother mine, not to-night, I have a
headache, and as I have already been twice,
I mean to stay quietly at home with the girls;
unless," added he, thoughtfully, "you want
my escort."
 "No, thank you, my son, your father is
going; so good-bye, young people, a pleasant
evening to you all." And, with a smile and a
nod, she left them.
 I am so glad you are going to stay with
us!" exclaimed Edith, coaxing up to her
brother's side; "now we shall have one of
our delightful Sunday evenings again; but
perhaps yodr head is too bad for so much
talking ?"
 "No, dear, it will do me good, I think: let
us settle ourselves. I shall draw the easy
chair close- to this openl window, that I may
look out on the garden with those gay flowers,
and see the shadows grow long on the grass,