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within the enclosed domain of Mr. Crotchet. The young stranger, who had climbed over the fence, espying the portly divine, rose up, and hoped that he was not trespassing. "By no means, s

nd a liberal and discriminating hospitality.

n, to which was attached, on the peak of the adjacent hill, a beacon for transmitting alarms. You will find such here and there, all along the range of chalk hills, which tra

don, sir; do I understand th

is the pity; yet is it so far well, that the owner

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liott.-That is t

wner to be a Mr. Crotchet. He ha

the gate of Bethrabbim; and she is to have a handsome fortune, to which divers disin

impertinent; I have no such design. There is a son too,

ir, in his line. Never did angle

is sister, Lady Clarinda, are reported to be on the point of concluding a double marriage with Miss Crotchet and her brother;

nkering after high blood. I saw your acquaintance, Lord Bossnowl, this morning, but I did not see his sister. Sh

father, the architect of his own fortune, has he not? An

s. It has been more rapid, and he started with more advantages. He began with a fine capital from his father. The old gentleman divided his fortune into three not exactly equal portions; one for himself, one for his daughter, and one for his son, which he handed over to him, saying, "Take it once for al

danger of reaction? no day of reckoning to cut down i

with the young gentleman. Let those who are not so look to themselves. It is quite enough for me that he came down last

according to his custom with new visitors; the principal pleasure of possessing an extensive domain being that of showing it to other people. Mr. Mac Quedy, according also to the laudable custom of his countrymen, had been appraising

the place of that beechen foliage. It gives a fine idea of duration, to think that

w old, think you,

ords which show it to be

me fifteen hundred years, or so, older; and three times six being eighteen, I think you get

ings; we can only catch glimpses of the mighty shadow in the camera obscura of transcendental intelligence. These six and eighteen are only words to which we give conventional meanings. We can re

es six are eighteen, is more intelligible than yours. A worthy friend of mine, who is a sort of amateur in philosophy, criticism,

.-What is c

A state in which no man takes wrongfully what be

have lived in El Dorado, to have had an oppo

of degree. There is more respect

nds on the light in wh

side of the camp where the picturesque gentleman was sketching. The stranger was rising up, whe

e philosophers, though he would have preferred the company of the latter, or any company to his own. He thought it very singular that so agreeable a person as he held himself to be to others, should be so exceedingl

xclamation of "Captain Fitzchrome!" The interchange of salutations between Lady Clarinda and the Captain was accompanied with an ami

roduced the Captain very cordially to Miss Crotchet; and the young lady invited him, as the frie

s left arm to Lady Clarinda, and followed at a reasonable distance behind Miss Crotchet and Lord

can make yourself so happy with dr

How can I be happy when I see the idol of my hea

t him. He is certainly one of those pleasant creatures whom everybody abuses, but without whom no evening party is endurable. I dare say, love in a cottage is very

a! there is a heartlessness in that

y lips. I speak just what I think. You used to lik

you did not then talk as you

the thought of: and a cottage lets him in so easily. Now a castle keeps him at bay. You are a half-pay officer

jest of my poverty? Yet is my poverty only comparative

ed decent. And then your decent family always lives in a snug little place: I hate a little place; I like large rooms and large looking-glasses, and large parties, a

ss disposed than I am to deny the importance of the substantial comforts of life. I

l me that many decent people walk arm-in-arm through the snow, and sit in clogs and bonnets in the pit at

ted in trying to provoke me; but I ca

k I have lost it, and you know to whom; and when I tell you that it is still safe in my o

Angry! far from it;

but I assure you my heart is in danger when you are in the heroics. It is so rare, too, in these days of smooth manners, to see anything like natural expression in a man's face. There is one set form for every man's face in female society: a sort

using as it may be to you: I listen more in sorrow than in anger

ll introduce you to my new acquaintance, Mr. Mac Quedy: he will talk to you by the hour about exchange

are not in earnest. You cannot adopt su

country with your portfolio under your arm. I am not fit to be a poor man's wife. I cannot take any kind of trouble, or do any one thing that is of any use. Many decent families roast a b

s shortly after heartily welcomed by Mr. Crotchet, and the party separated to dress for dinner, the Captain being by no means in an envi