The words were written in the love
breathing language of that Southern
land, from whose orange groves and
palaces the ancestors of Camillia had
emigrated to Southern America.
A happy evening: at as I the very last
of happiness that Pan! was to taste for
a long time to come.
Hut even >u the society of Camillia
M ; quitos, Paul could not quite re
press a certain uneasiness about the
money he had left in the cash box in
Silas Craig's office.
He disliked the responsibility of the
trust which had been forced upon him
by his employer, and was impatient to
return the key of the ollice to its ow ner.
For this reason he was at his post
earlier than usual the following morn
ing.
Silas Craig did not enter the clerk's
fflfice until much later than his custom
ary hour for beginning business. Mo
risson and one or two others began to
speculate upon the probability of their
employer having drank rather too free
ly at the planter's dinner table.
