Ere truck; sco tory to tea. I noured to descend: it ired into a corner and sat doed began to dissolve; reaction took place, and soon, so overrate o t:  ained me; left to myself I abandoned myself, and my tears ered t to be so good, and to do so muc Loo make so many friends, to earn respect and ion. Already I  very morning I emple ion; so teaco let me learn Frencinued to make similar improvement treated as an equal by t molested by any; now, rodden on; and could I ever rise more?

    “Never,” I t; and ardently I s, some one approacarted up— again  s room; s my coffee and bread.

    “Come, eat somet I put bot condition.  noe my agitation, tried inued to ed  attitude s as an Indian. I  who spoke—

    “ay o be a liar?”

    “Everybody, Jane? y people wains hundreds of millions.”

    “But y, I know, despise me.”

    “Jane, you are mistaken: probably not one in ty you much.”

    “y me after w Mr. Brockle has said?”

    “Mr. Brockle is not a god: nor is  and admired man: tle liked ook steps to make reated you as an especial favourite, you  is, ter number eac friendly feelings are concealed in ts; and if you persevere in doing ly for temporary suppression. Besides, Jane”—she paused.

    “ell, ting my o ly to  on—

    “If all ted you, and believed you  be  friends.”

    “No; I kno is not enoug love me I  bear to be solitary and ed, o gain some real affection from you, or Miss temple, or any otruly love, I  to o let a bull toss me, or to stand be it