begins to consider responsibilities, and to ponder business; on a base of steady satisfaction rise certain grave cares, and ain ourselves, and blood over our bliss h a solemn brow.

    Besides, t, go side by side ive; ever since being made a to me and a rejoicing family, but to my isolated self. It less; and independence  t—t t swelled my .

    “You unbend your fore last,” said Mr. Rivers. “I t Medusa  you, and t you urning to stone. Perh?”

    “h?”

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    “ty thousand pounds?”

    unner—I ing on four or five tually took my breat: Mr. St. John, whom I had never heard laugh before, laughed now.

    “ell,” said ted a murder, and I old you your crime was discovered, you could scarcely look more ag.”

    “It is a large sum—don’t you take?”

    “No mistake at all.”

    “Per may be thousand!”

    “It is ten in letters, not figures,—ty thousand.”

    I again felt rat average gastronomical poting doo feast alone at a table spread  his cloak on.

    “If it  suc,” o keep you company: you look too desperately miserable to be left alone. But  stride ts so e so long: so I must e’en leave you to your sorro.”

    ing tc occurred to me. “Stop one minute!” I cried.

    “ell?”

    “It puzzles me to knoo you about me; or  you, living in suc-of-to aid in my discovery.”

    “Oen appealed to about odd matters.” Again tctled.

    “No; t does not satisfy me!” I exclaimed: and indeed ty and unexplanatory reply y mor