... Mrs tiemmick a thing of vwonder and beauty and cost. Stiff as a turnpike post it was. There s Mir Overdown, mum, as I was speaking to ynu atonut,' said ?? Skemmirk, by way of introduction. This is the woman ie didn't want to se55 matterel Mr O erdown ...

... disappointment in his own heart, for he thought of Mlary. At your service, answered Robert. with a laugh. Dr Arthur did not speak; his mind travelled back at that moment to his own vacillations about MIary; how he had decided against that love until ci ...

... his Worship the Mayor of Sunderland and his generous and gallant compiers, who, like the Frenchman of whorne I am about to speak, set the ball a olling, hence you see the result and hence this poern, by your humble servant T. Anderson, appropopus for the ...

... seriously. I want to speak to you, Bessie, he said, about Florence; she is in an extremely prostrate condition, and on no account whatever must you allow Harry Blunt to go into har room, or make any more scenes in her presence. I'll speak to him before I ...

... what's a fellow to do but make the best of his musical education, he said, drily. Hamilton -was conscious that the boy was speaking ironically, and he was conscious, too, that the tone and accent of the speaker were at variance with the harsh re- souent ...

... did not speak, then he said,] Ishould lke tosee her; I suppose she is well enough for me to see her 9 'Yes, if you start no exciting subject, and I think she w.ould like to see you. '-I'll try to get Mary to go with me, said Robert. Speak of the ...

... seated nowv at the table, trifling with an ivory paper-knife, said, half in explanation- My father, Lord Redclovv, You may speak before him in perfect confidence. H~e gave a quick cough at last, and began. Even then he did not dash at the subject uppermost ...

... what was generons, answered Florence with some spirit, looking up with her dark eyes into her husband's face. If you dare speak to me thus ! cried Harry advancing menacingly towards her; if you dare take his part Isay, and turn round on me after you ...

... adrift from it as remorselessly as he had been; tbere was no one who belonged to it but her, or. as he thought, would ever speak of it again to him. It was sunk deep in the waters of life, with a big stone round it to keep it from ever rising to the surface ...

... Jouvial aq often as might have been expected. The geeseral character of the volume would not be rnisdescribed if we were to speak of it as A running commentary of the social, artistic, literary, and political history of more than the two decades which have ...

... to herself suddenly. To go abroad with Sam, she murmured. Yes, why niot think of i t seriously?' it is a temptation to speak of Ame~rica, and of mny talc- ing care of my hrother, she said; 'out my7 rnisiori in life lies in England, nai~ my friends ...

... can't bear to see you cry, Oh! Robert, sobbed Florence. You had best put away your diamonds, continued Robert, trying to speak lightly; but for a few moments the bitter regret in Florence's heart completely overpowered her. Forgive me, she said at ...