"You mustn't do it again."
"You must have something to eat."
"You have brought enough to last me while I stop here. To-morrow morning I must start; so I suppose I shall not see you again. But I shall never forget you," said Harry looking as sad as he felt.
"No, you mustn't go off without any breakfast. Promise me you will not go till I have brought you some."
Harry assured Julia he had enough, and tried to persuade her not to bring him any more food; but Julia was resolute, and he was obliged to promise. Having finished his dinner, she gathered up the remnants of the feast and put them in the cabin for his supper. She was afraid to remain any longer, lest she might be missed at home and Harry gallantly escorted her beyond the brook on her return home.
He busied himself during the greater part of the afternoon in gathering dry grass and dead leaves for the improvement of his bed in the cabin. About an hour before sundown, he was surprised to receive another visit from Julia Bryant. She had her little basket in one hand, and in the other she carried a little package.
"I didn't expect to see you again," said Harry, as she approached.
"I don't know as you will like what I have done," she began timidly; "but I did it for the best."
"I shall like anything you have done," answered Harry promptly, "even if you should send me back to Redfield."
"I wouldn't do such a mean thing as that; but I have told somebody that you are here."