"I don't know," said Fleda laughing.
"Do you wish it?"
Fleda looked down and up, and coloured, and said she didn't know.
"I will teach you," said he smiling.
The rest of the day by both was given to Hugh.
Chapter LI.
O what is life but a sum of love,
And death but to lose it all?
Weeds be for those that are left behind,
And not for those that fall!
Milnes.
"Here's something come, Fleda," said Barby walking into the sick room one morning a few days afterwards,--"a great bag of something--more than you can eat up in a fortnight--it's for Hugh."
"It's extraordinary that anybody should send me a great bag of anything eatable," said Hugh.