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188 had seen both, and fancied he knew the difference.

"I suppose you are not going to milk this afternoon;' said he; "I would go and bail up the cows for you if you were—I wonder if the poor beasts will know me again."

"I'll milk if you would like it," sad Jessie in a low voice, "and Biddy (for Judy is married and gone from Branxholm) will see to the things in the house and get the tea with some looking after from Isabel."

"The cows have not forgotten me," sad George, as he bailed up the very strawberry cow whose leg he had released from the rope a year ago before Jessie had changed his life for him. "And I want to know whether you have forgotten me, or what passed between us here."

"I have forgotten none of it. There are few things that I forget. It humbles me much to recollect all that passed here. I think you might have spared me that pain, but I deserved it," said Jessie.

"Jessie," said he, "I did not mean you to take it like this. I only thought that if you would call to mind how you felt then, and would only feel to me in the same way now, I would be happy—happier than I ever thought to be in my life, for now I do really love you. I'd be glad,