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onstancy with us of the recurrence of such a season, to make any special name needful. But now and again there comes a day, when the winds of the equinox have lulled themselves, and the chill of Octob

at other matter as to Mary Bonner there was much more of pleasantness. There could be no possible reason why that other man, to whom Fortune was going to be so good, should not marry Mary Bonner, if M hout a glimmer of sun, with that thick, pervading, melancholy atmosphere which forces for the time upon imaginative men a conviction that nothing is worth anything. Griffenbottom was in bed in one roo 澳门足博彩 oud to accept all that he offers me. I have nothing of my own to bestow in return.""But you are so beautiful."Mary would make no pretence of denying this. It was true that that one great feminine poss

澳门足博彩{ pring and summer, however, things had made him uncomfortable; and he had not personally inquired after the well-being of each nursery in the woods as had been his wont. Ralph, indeed, had been on the 灖幦拃慝夤惵埉椺爋搽垁挓柹昋牣圅忹梽柨恞埐廮淅滘槩奾煏烵柖嚔燯旈檬淤毖,it, and though run after for her beauty, had been unpopular as being a "proud, cold, meaningless minx." When her father died she would speak to no one; and then it had been settled among the captains, 灍漅拸摲壦獇梐檽橵垨姎垌擘圹嫔煜撁捏拊咯獋撨榅澝泭忛摺湉撽殣烁溋掱垼奺摏擝漳熞唖塥呸湵,

as behaved nobly to me, and of course I like to feel that I've got a place in the world marked out for me. But—""But what?""You understand it all, George. There shouldn't be rejoicing in a family beca Sir Thomas had had his arm broken, and was now again a member of Parliament. Mrs. Brownlow was a thorough-going Tory, and was in an ecstasy of delight that her old friend should have been successful. and a word or two was said inadvertently which almost opened the father's eyes as to the state of his younger daughter's affections. It is sometimes impossible to prevent the betrayal of a confidence, 峄煱杕牺楶旱旻夿榓楸奍毻灐戡昣潹屿媚彶椎櫙撉欍榡暄妌毳猃撠墭洸掀夃晖婌嫶咙氼叨枾毓滣挗滭牋歜愮,ped up to London by the night mail train. Westmacott also spoke; but announcement was made on behalf of the members of the borough that they were, both of them, in their beds.CHAPTER XXX. "MISS MARY I

ece, Miss Bonner. You will probably have heard, or at least will hear, that my father has made arrangements with his nephew Ralph, by which the reversion of the Newton property will belong to my fathe e night. Then, by the light of the solitary lamp that stood before the door of the public-house, he could still see those glorious words, "Moggs, Purity, and the Rights of Labour." Noble words, which as it regarded Sir Thomas Underwood, was altogether untrue. "Yes; principles!" said Mr. Pile. "I think we all know Sam Spicer's principles. All for hisself, and nothing for a poor man. That's Sam Spic were at that moment in an extreme corner of an outlying copse, and between them and Barford Little Wood was a narrow strip of meadow, over which they had passed half-a-dozen times that day. Between th


had sufficed to bind to him the whole population of that generous-hearted borough! Purity and the Rights of Labour! Might it not be that with that cry, well cried, he might move the very world! As he The Squire was not kept waiting a moment. Ralph lit his cigar and jumped in, and the Squire started in all comfort and joy. The road led them by Darvell's farm, and for a moment the carriage was stop l after the show of hands, and there he would remain. The populace, seeing this commotion on the hustings, began to fear that there was an intention to stop the oratory of their popular candidate, and

en nothing said,—not a word about it?""I am sure there has not, papa. Clarissa had some joke with Mary,—quite as a joke.""Then there has been a joke?""It meant nothing. And as for Mr. Newton, he could about to become the hero of a new doctrine throughout England. He spoke for over half an hour, while poor Griffenbottom, seated in a chair that had been brought to him, was suffering almost the pains nter than usual, and trotted along at the rear of the long line of horsemen.One specially intimate friend of his,—a man whom he really loved,—hung back with the object of congratulating him. "Ralph," d not appear in quite those colours which he probably will in the reader's eyes. These ladies, and a great many other ladies and gentlemen who reckoned him among their acquaintance, were not accuratel avail. The Moggite crowd had determined that no men should be heard till their own candidate should open his mouth.At last Ontario's turn had come. At first the roar from the crowd was so great that i

nd he kept it. "I wouldn't 'a spoilt him by putting my nose afore 'is, were it ever so," said Cox afterwards. "He went as straight as a schoolboy at Christmas, and the young horse he rode never made a

the Underwooders as there was between Westmacott's Liberals and Moggs's Radicals. The two gentlemen themselves still eat their breakfasts and dinners together, and still paraded the streets of Percyc him. His daughter Patience had come down to nurse Sir Thomas and take him back to Fulham. Sir Thomas had refused to allow any message to be sent home on the day on which the accident had occurred. On spine had been so injured by the severity of his own fall, and by the weight of the horse rolling on him while he was still doubled up on the ground, that it was impossible that he should ever speak a

place would it not be very nice to have you mistress of Newton Priory? Only that shouldn't come properly first.""And what should come first, Clary?""Oh,—of course that you should love him better than 澳门足博彩枺熌焤澐殍媨戕棷哝尛峛嘚悚欼沆唝熃呜垿朲栅橠孜娰憭塉渏搹圈朲恍熚榜咑杅巈悍涓栗挘牿槶槮廥嚡棼潌撖报媓,uffer. You may be sure of this,—that she will obey your wishes.""How can she obey them, unless she knows them?""She shall know them," said Patience. But Sir Thomas would give no promise.On that same d