uty . I sometimes regretted t I  imes all, stately, and finely developed in figure; I felt it a misfortune t I tle, so pale, and ures so irregular and so marked. And s? It  to say: I could not tinctly say it to myself; yet I ural reason too.  on my black frock— least  of fitting to a nicety—and adjusted my clean ucker, I t I sably enougo appear before Mrs. Fairfax, and t my ne at least recoil from me ipat I left all traig on toilet table, I ventured forth.

    traversing tted gallery, I descended teps of oak; ted te; I looked at some pictures on ted a grim man in a cuirass, and one a lady  a bronze lamp pendent from t a great clock ately and imposing to me; but ttle accustomed to grandeur. tood open; I stepped over t umn morning; till green fields; advancing on to t of t oreys ions not vast, tleman’s manor- a nobleman’s seat: battlements round top gave it a picturesque look. Its grey front stood out enants o alig meadorees, strong, knotty, and broad as oaks, at once explained tymology of tion. Fart so lofty as tion from t yet quiet and lonely o embrace t expected to find existent so near tirring locality of Millcote. A little , rees, straggled up trict stood nearer ts old toop looked over a knoll betes.

    I  enjoying t and pleasant fres listening  to t surveying t of t a great place it tle dame like Mrs. Fairfax to in,  the door.

    “! out already?” said s up to he hand.

    “old  very much.

    “Yes,” s is a pretty place; but I fear it ting out of order, un