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248 rather go to your room? We shall meet again to morrow."

Madeline felt really thankful for his suggestion, and gave him a feeble smile as he followed her to the door.

When the pastor had gone, Mrs. Garman could not help thinking how differently people behave as soon as they are engaged. She suspected that she would not find the chaplain's society so agreeable for the future.

Pastor Martens was so overjoyed that he could scarcely take his usual midday nap. Later in the day it began to clear up; it was only a sea-fog which had come up during the night, as is frequently the case in the spring. Everything appeared radiant and bright to Martens as he came along the street from the jeweller's, where he had been to order the ring, but he took care not to show his feelings; it would not do to look too pleased on the day before the funeral of his intended's uncle.

In the market-place he met Mr. Johnsen.

"You are coming to the funeral to-morrow?" said Martens, insensibly leading the conversation into the direction of his own thoughts.

"No," answered Johnsen, drily; 'I have to give an address at the Mission Bazaar."

"What, between twelve and two? Why, the whole town will be following the funeral."

"It is for the women, my address," said the inspector, as he continued his way.

"Well," thought Martens, "he is indeed changed! Prayer-meetings, missions, Bible-readings—quite a