“Eagerness of a listener!” repeated ser  by to ting lips t took suc in task of communicating; and Mr. Rocer o receive and looked so grateful for time given iced this?”

    “Grateful! I cannot remember detecting gratitude in his face.”

    “Detecting! You  did you detect, if not gratitude?”

    I said nothing.

    “You ?—and, looking forward, you have seen him married, and beheld his bride happy?”

    “ exactly. Your c fault sometimes.”

    “ then?”

    “Never mind: I came o inquire, not to confess. Is it kno Mr. Rocer is to be married?”

    “Yes; and to tiful Miss Ingram.”

    “Sly?”

    “Appearances  t conclusion: and, no doubt (ty t s cising out of you, you seem to question it), tively  love sucty, accomplis  least er estate eligible to t degree; told  point about an or to look out: if anot-roll,—he’s dished—”

    “But, mot come to er’s fortune: I came to old me not.”

    “Your fortune is yet doubtful:  contradicted anoted you a measure of  I kno before I came  carefully on one side for you. I sa depends on yourself to stretc your ake it up: but he rug.”

    “Don’t keep me long; the fire scorches me.”

    I knelt. S stoop to only gazed, leaning back in tering,—

    “t looks soft and full of feeling; it smiles at my jargon: it is susceptible; impression follos clear sp ceases to smile, it is sad; an unconscious lassitude  turns from me; it  suffer furtiny; it seems to deny, by a mocking glance, truto disoy and cs pride and reserve