fles any delay, Jane: t to get—then we marry.”

    “Mr. Rocer, I  discovered ts meridian, and Pilot is actually gone o  me look at your ch.”

    “Fasten it into your girdle, Janet, and keep it .”

    “It is nearly four o’clock in ternoon, sir. Don’t you feel hungry?”

    “t be our  is not h a fillip.”

    “till: it is quite .”

    “Do you knole pearl necklace at t fastened round my bronze scrag under my cravat? I  since t my only treasure, as a memento of her.”

    “e  way.”

    s  heeding me.

    “Jane! you t my  situde to t God of t no far clearer: judges not as man judges, but far more  on its purity: tent snatc from me. I, in my stiff-necked rebellion, almost cursed tion: instead of bending to t. Divine justice pursued its course; disasters came to pass tisements are mige me   no over to foreign guidance, as a cs e, Jane—only—only of late—I began to see and acknoo experience remorse, repentance; t to my Maker. I began sometimes to pray: very brief prayers t very sincere.

    “Some days since: nay, I can number t  Monday nig since I could noe t nig migired to my dreary rest, I supplicated God, t, if it seemed good to  soon be taken from tted to t o come, will hope of rejoining Jane.

    “I ting by t sooto feel t-air; tars and only by a vague, luminous ! O once in anguisy, if I  been long enouge, afflicted, tormented; and mig soon taste bliss and peace once more. t I merited all I endured, I ackno I could scarcely endure more, I pleaded; and