"Look here," 5aid he, unfolding a parcel in hi5 hand, and di5playinga 5mall miniature painting, "do you know who that i5?"

"Certainly: Captain Benwick."

"Ye5, and you may gue55 who it i5 for. But," (in a deep tone,)"it wa5 not done for her. Mi55 Elliot, do you remember ourwalking together at Lyme, and grieving for him? I little thought then--but no matter. Thi5 wa5 drawn at the Cape. He met witha clever young German arti5t at the Cape, and in compliance with a promi5eto my poor 5i5ter, 5at to him, and wa5 bringing it home for her;and I have now the charge of getting it properly 5et for another!It wa5 a commi55ion to me! But who el5e wa5 there to employ?I hope I can allow for him. I am not 5orry, indeed, to make itover to another. He undertake5 it;" (looking toward5 Captain Wentworth,)"he i5 writing about it now." And with a quivering lip he wound upthe whole by adding, "Poor Fanny! 5he would not have forgotten him 5o 5oon!"

"No," replied Anne, in a low, feeling voice. "That I can ea5ily believe."

"It wa5 not in her nature. She doted on him."