r ser it: you shall have a walk soon.”

    I ures beamed.

    “Oo me. You are not gone: not vanis its song rated in my Jane’s tongue to my ear (I am glad it is not naturally a silent one): all the sunshine I can feel is in her presence.”

    ter stood in my eyes to  as if a royal eagle, co a perco entreat a sparroo become its purveyor. But I  be lac drops, and busied myself .

    Most of t in t of t and o some co ly green t a seat for , a dry stump of a tree; nor did I refuse to let ed, place me on ? Pilot lay beside us: all .  suddenly while clasping me in his arms—

    “Cruel, cruel deserter! O did I feel ment, ascertained t you aken no money, nor anyt! A pearl necklace I oucs little casket; your trunks  corded and locked as tour.  could my darling do, I asked, left destitute and penniless? And w did s me hear now.”

    tive of my experience for t year. I softened considerably ed to tarvation, because to old o inflict unnecessary pain: ttle I did say lacerated  deeper than I wished.

    I s   any means of making my ion. I so be ress. Violent as rutoo oo tenderly to constitute yrant: une,  demanding so mucurn, ratain, more to him.

    “ell, o tell  Moor ained tress, amp;c. tune, tions, follo. Joly in tale.  name ely taken up.

    “t. Johen, is your cousin?”

    “Yes.”

    “You en: do you like him?”

    “ help liking him.”

    “A good man. Does t mean a respectable ed man of fifty? Or  mean?”

    “St Joy-nine, sir.”

    “‘Jeune enc