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ST. FLORE. the army. You will have the conduct of at least a Guise, she had had sundry consultations with a man


men, who are already in good fighting order, celebrated for his deep researches in astrology. He

and are waiting for me to rejoin them at St. Marcel had long dwelt in the balmy climc of Andalusia, A NEW HISTORICAL ROMANCE.

line. Can you march with them as early as to-mor- and had completed his studies among the Moors, who row morning? I would give you longer notice, professed great skill in the art of reading, in the con

but it is incuinbent on us to be ready for the ensuing stellations of heaven, the hidden sate of mankind. (Continued.) attack."

He was a dark, mysterious, but impassioned astrol“Viole de St. Flore," returned Gui, whose whole

This proposal was quite to the taste of Gui; for oger,-a man of few words, and little known by the thoughts were running on Gabrielle, and on the re- since Gabrielle was no longer within reach, he had world, until Catherine, the Queen Regent, condemark which Maugiron had just made, that she

no desire to linger longer in the neighborhood, and scended to consult him on that which was written was a pale maiden, and that he had seen her that having no ties stronger than the affection of his old of her future in the stars. day.

friends, Salers and Rabaud, he at once joyfully ac- It was indeed hard to gain the confidence of the “ Can you be related, then, to that noble statescepted the captain's offer.

crafty Queen; and Acevedo himself would have man De Viole, who sacrificed himself for his religion

They had by this time reached St. Marcelline. failed but for the imposing nature of the art he proand freedom ?"

Already the stars were bright in the firmament, and fessed, to which universal belief was attached during “ He was my father,” replied Gui, greatly the moon, now at its full, hung over the Auvergne that century, even by wise and cultivated men. moved.

mountains, and lighted the travellers' path. Gui Acevedo had moreover discovered an extraordinary "Blessed be the hour in which I found, you, proposed to remain at St. Marcelline that night, and acuteness in the affairs of France at this juncture ; then!" returned Maugiron joyfully;" for the father's here receive Maugiron's orders, as well as directions and having once won the Queen's favor, she sought devotion will be renewed in that of the son; and of for the conduct of the detachment to Orleans. In to draw the astrologer entirely over to her own intesuch defenders our cause may well be proud.”

the morning, accordingly, the captain collected the rests. Accordingly she loaded him with gifts, but “ Allow me to ask one more question,” said Gui, recruits together, and formally installed Gui as their not a little astonished was the proud woman to seo interrupting the flow of Maugiron's cloquence. leader, placing the command during the march en- that he accepted but a small portion of them, return“You said just now that you had seen my old neigh- tirely in his hands, and enjoining on the soldiers ing the others to the royal donor with contempt. Ho bor, D'Arbèque and his daughter. Where might strict obedience. He then took his leave, his mis- would not, indeed, have accepted aught at her hands, this meeting have taken place ?" Gui spoke hurriedly, and with an earnestness

sion not being yet accomplished ; and after intrust- had he dared to refuse ; but for purposes of his own

ing Gui with a letter to Coligny, he bade him a he had her confidence to gain, and for the sake which did not escape Maugiron's notice. “ You live perhaps at the Castle D'Arbèque ?"

cordial adieu, and continued his recruiting expe- of that greater reward, he was fain to accept the dition.

lesser. he inquired.

Gui did not lose a moment after his friend's de- In the meantime he lived in strict retirement. No “ Not so,” returned Gui; “ but if you will explain

parture in hastening to take leave of Rabaud, who, one had access to Acevedo, and as he was pot yourself, you may save me a ride thither." " I saw them, then, not far from Grenoble, in the

notwithstanding his joy at the success of his ward's suffered to go out of the Louvre, Catherine flattered direction of Paris. The daughter-a lovely girl

project, could not refrain from somo expression of herself that the astrologer was heart and soul degrief at the separation.

voted to her and her cause. appeared ill, for she was extremely pale.”

She gave implicit Maugiron did not perceive the effects of his words

The time allowed for regrets was, however, brief. credence to his statements, and trusted him comon Gui. He only thought his companion somewhat

The hour for parting came. With many blessings, pletely. pensive, and made efforts accordingly to divert his

the good old people saw the young soldier depart, The place for the conferences with her adviser was attention by a description of the strength of the and Gui, throwing himself on his horse, was soon secret enough to defy the most eager curiosity, inacHuguenot army, the bravery of its leaders, and the beyond the tearful sight of the wortby men, whose cessible either to the eyes or ears of the most crafty anxiety of every man for the coming contest; but

sorrow was only alleviated by the belief that the inquisitor. Gui remained silert and absorbed, scarcely hearing the assurance that he would frequently send them Paler, more mysterious, and more solemn than usual,

career of the youth was one of honor and glory, and To this apartment she one day summoned Acevedo. Maugiron's remarks, and he was twice asked his place of abode before he aroused himself sufficiently

tidings of his proceedings. And Gui was not with the stern astrologer cutered the cabinet. to reply.

out his regrets. He looked back more than once “How pale you are, master !" observed the Queen ; At length, seeing that Maugiron expected his

to bid a mournful adieu to the peaceful hamlet where “are you ill ?" attention, he, with more patience than might have

he had passed his early days in innocenco and com- He bent low, in acknowledgement of the interest been expected from youth, listened to the details of

fort, and a deep sigh broke from his breast, as, spur- and sympathy apparently expressed in the Queen's his companion's journey, and became sufficiently

ring his beautiful horso, he was soon far on the way face, and said, after a pauseinterested to inquire the result of his recruiting exto St. Marcelline.

“Not 80; but all night long I have been reading pedition, and the probable time of the contest, which Althvugh Catherino of Medicis had interceded for the stars, and no sleep hath visited my eyelids.” he earnestly hoped might occur soon after his arri-Condé and his followers, and although sho yet feigned

“I should have thought the want of sleep too val at Orleans.

to befriend the Protestant causo by tolerating thoir common an affair with you to have taken such an “For this we must await instructions, my young religious assemblies, a great deal of mystery still at- effect,” was tho reply. brother soldier,“ replied the captain. “Your name tached to her conduct. It should be romarkod, that, “I did not say it was want of sleep," returned tho will secure you a place by no means insignificant in before addressing the letter to Duko Francis of man, looking sharply into the Queen's faco.

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“Some revelation, then, from the heavens ?" she the Protestants. I I shall toll Guise that I will decoy the Qucen's letter. Francis read it hastily, and then inquired in some agitation. Condé !"

a second time, smiling as he did so. “ I do not deny it !” replied Acevedo.

“ This at loast will be truo, most gracious lady," “Inform the Queen,” he said, “that I intend, if “And what did you read—what saw you? Tell said Acevedo, shrewdly.

it pleases her Majesty, to reply to her letter in me, I entreat you !"

• Enough; only tell me, shall I tako this step?" person." “ Streams of blood !” replied the astrologer, Acevedo made no opposition, and Catherine, seeing Acavedo made a reverence, and departed; but as solemnly, “which flowed around your majesty like that nothing more could be elicited from the astrologer, he left the tent, he observed the sorrowful boy in a sea,-streams of crimson blood !"

desired him to come to her in another hour, as it was tho samo position by the tree, weeping bitterly, and “And I !" asked the Queen, trembling.

her pleasure that he should deliver the letter to Guiso. wringing his hands in agony. His youthful sor“You stood on a rock, and the blood flowod At the oxpiration of that timo ho returned, and the row touched the astrologer, as approaching him, ho around you; but your hand was dyed with crimson !” Queen put the lottor into his hands, with these said, The Queen shuddered. words,

Why are you in such grief, my son ?" “ Proceed," she said ; “ or give me rather your “Remember, part with it to no hand but to that of The boy looked doubtfully at him for a moment, opinion of the result of the present policy–will you Francis of Guiso.”

and at length said, not ?"

Having mutely received the command, Acevedo “They have loaded my master with chains-with “The sword will be the conclusion. Thousands departed, hiding the precious documont in his girdle. chains, like a robber; and, oh! what will become of will fall, but no good end shall be achieved."

me in this strange, desolate city ?" “Nothing! And Guise ? Saint André ?”

“Come with me, my lad,” said Acevedo; “per“Their hour draws near! Their stars are going CHAPTER VIII. — THE ASTROLOGER AND THE QUEEN haps I may be able to render thy master some assistdown below Mars. They shall fall,—Guiso by the

ance, and even, if not, and thou art faithful and assassin's hand !"

good, thou shalt remain in my service.” Catherine stepped to the window to conceal hor

But the boy shook his head sorrowfully.

FTER passing an hour or two in his apartment, gratification at these words.

Ah, no! I cannot forsake my lord. The uncer“ How stand the affairs of the Huguenots ?" sho

Acevedo stepped out and directed his course

tainty of his fate would kill me !" to the quarters of the Duke, which lay without the asked, after a pause.

“Trust to me, boy-no harm will come to him. city walls. Francis was seated in the midst of his "I may not tell you this—clouds obscured the

Let us hasten away, and I will do all that is possitroops in a magnificent tent, and attended by his view. Day broke, and my work was endod.”

ble for his release." The Queen paced the chamber with rapid steps. the singular and imposing figure of the astrologer suffered himself to be led away from the camp. gallant officers. Through the long lines of soldiery

He took the young hand, and the lad at length It was curious to mark the conflict between her

rapidly passed to the Duke's presence, where every. When they had passed the walls, lowever, he natural pride and the emotions which she could not

thing was in a state of excitement and commotion, a repress.

asked, man in chains having been conducted to Francis for The astrologer stood like a statue, but his eye fol

“But whither would you take mo ?" lowed all her movements, and each changing expres- fusion among the soldiers. At a short distance, examination, and causing the utmost buzz and con

“To the Louvre, where I will intercede for thy sion of her face, whilst a smile might be seen to lurk

master at the Queen's footstool. Trast to me." leaning against a tree for support, was a lad, appaon his countenance.

After having placed the boy in his apartment, and After a time the Queen threw herself on the couch, face ; his fine hair floated in luxuriant locks on his rently about fifteen. Pale but beautiful was his

hastened with the Duke's answer to the Queen, he motioning to Acevedo, as she did so, to sit down be shoulders, and tears stroamod down his handsome returned, and began to question him as to the cause side her.

of his master's trouble, and the reason of his visit to cheeks. “My affairs are no secret from you, it seems,

the metropolis. Acevedo," she said, “and my plans are clearly laid

Acevedo gazod earnestly at him, but ho did not

The boy seemed confused, and replied that the out before your eyes. You know that I thought it stay to speak to him, and hastened towards the

true cause he did not know, but that he suspected Duke. possible that in throwing myself in Condé's arms, I

“ You must tarry awhile, master," said Tavannes, with the fact that the hamlet where they resided had

the reason of his quitting Dauphiny to be connected should be rid of the Guises. I was mistaken. You are aware what a sacrifice it cost me.

who had often seen the astrologer at the Louvre, You know

declared in favor of the Catholics. how my inmost spirit revolted from the step, and

“My commission admits of no delay, my Lord

They had been detained at the outposts of the Marquis, for I come from the Queen Mother herself. from the necessity of appearing to favor the heresy

town, Montluc had recognized his master, taken Announce me, my lord !" which my soul abhors, and how hard has been the

him prisoner and conducted him to the Duke. Durpolicy which led me to suffer their accursed preachers the tent, returned immediately with permission to had observed him attentively. When he had con

The Marquis no longer hesitated, and, entering ing this recital, which was broken by sobs, Acevedo to open their lips within the precincts of my palace ;* and what have I gained but the hatred of the Guises ? Acevedo to speak to the Duke. Saint André

, Mont cluded, he took the hand of the boy. It was smooth, Counsel me now, good Acevedo, on my future luc, and Poltrot de Meré, * the notorious murderer of

small, and white ; at once discovering the secretGuise, were present. The Duke was seated on a course!”

" Gabrielle d'Arbéque !” exclaimed the astrologer. "Your Majesty can scarcely need my advice,” re-camp stool; the prisoner, in chains, stood before

“ Thank God that you fell into my hands. I know turned Acevedo, sarcastically ; " but I will say this him, to whom Francis addressed himself with great

thy father.

How I knew him, ask me not. Thy much-beware of St. André of Guise, and the old / severity. At the first glance, Acevedo recognized the secret is safe with me; my arm shall protect thee. Constable !" man. “D'Arbèque !” he said to himself, and then

Trust me, and thou shalt never repent thy confiCatherine was irritated. She had not anticipated quickly turned to Francis

, who asked him, in a

dence." that Acevedo would have withheld his advice.

hasty tone, what was his orrand.
“ It concerns your Highness alone !” was the

The girl, for it was indeed Gabrielle, sank down “Why,” she said angrily, “why refuse the counsel reply.

on her knees, and earnestly besought compassion which you have always been ready to give at the very


At a signal from the Duko, overy one rotirod- secrecy moment that you perceive my affairs look serious ?

Saint Andrè alone lingered, and Acovedo presented “ Rise, maiden,” said Acevedo, "we may kneel It appears to me that there is but one way open, and

only to God. Come," he said, taking her hand tenthat is, to write to Guise, and unfold to him my true

derly, “before Him I promise to fulfil a father's purpose. With a lie I must still clothe every act to

* John Poltrot de Moré, or Merey, a gentleman of Angou- duty to you; but the ground on which we stand is lémo, had several times changed his religious opinions, and dangerous. Your concealment here must be strict.

during one of his Nuctuations was seized with the horrid You must pass as my servant still, Gabrielle, and I, “The Queen,” says Maimbourg, “permitted ministors dosire of assassinating Franois of Guiso. Ho soon found

-oh that I could imagine you were indeed my to preach in the Prince's apartments, which wore thronged.” means to exocate the fanatical purpose, and Guiso died of

son." -"Hist. do Calvanisme," livre ii.

the wounds Indioted. --Vie de Coligny.

:) "God reward you," he said, “ for doing

justico to

He folded the weeping girl in his arms, and with cabinet, whence the way to his own apartment led “And she never questioned you as to your a father's love and tenderness wiped the tears from through dark and winding passages. In the middlo faith ?” her fair cheeks, and then, leaving her to offer up her of one of these passages he felt himself touched by “Never." simple thanksgiving for deliverance in a time of a masked figure, who whispered,

“Nor your home ?" such extremity, he sought the Queen's presence. “Du Plessis Mornay."

“My Lord Admiral," replied the astrologer, bit“You are come at the right time, Master Ace- “Good,” replied Acevedo, as he handed him a terly, “the Queen has never questioned me so vedo," was Catherine's greeting. “Saint André, letter, which the figure taking in silence, vanished. ciosely as you have done. I am not your servant ; I has but this moment left me. One of the vile Hu- In a large hall of the Provost's house at Orleans seek neither reward nor benefit at your hands. Be guenots is just captured, one whom I suspect has Admiral Coligny was seated at a table covered with content, therefore. It grieves me to speak thus to contributed no little to the disturbance in Dauphiny. papers and letters, in the perusal of which he seemed you, but you compel me. Think as you please of The fox is caught in the snare. Saint André is of wholly absorbed. At a little distance, his head me; I am become very callous to human opinion. opinion that we should make a right ghastly exam- sunk on his breast, was a stranger, who had entered To one above, and to him only, am I responsible. I ple of the heretic.”'

the town on the previous night unseen by the pat- have nothing on earth to fear, nothing, in truth, to "I am too little acquainted with Dauphiny," said role, and had been closeted more than throe hours hope on this side of the grave. Adieu !" Acevedo, “ to know to whom your Majesty alludes. with the Admiral. Coligny was clad in a groen He rose, and Coligny grasped his hand. Will you call the heretic by name ?"

suit, over which he wore his rich armor, and the “ Poor fellow," he said compassionately, “yours “The Baron Viole d'Arbeque."

scarf of his party. By the side of this noble figure, is indeed a sad lot." “Surely not the member of parliament who so the grotesquely attired stranger made a somewhat

The Admiral's kind tone touched the stranger. long since -"

singular appearance. A long, rusty, brown mantle, But the Queen interrupted him, as with an ex- fastened round the waist by a wide band, flowed a poor outcast.” And releasing his hand from pression of passionate hatred she said

around the tall form, which was bent less from ago Coligny's, he turned to the window, and relapsed “ Ah, if it were ! never more mention that name than suffering. His dark hair, here and there frosted into a state of apparent insensibility to surrounding to me."

over, fell upon his shoulders, and his board reached objects. At this moment the door opened, and an Acevedo was secretly amused at the royal lady's to his waist. His face was colorless, his cheeks officer announced some arrival; permission being vehemence, but replied

sunken, his whole expression fearfully and mourn- given, he disappeared, and soon returned with a “ And what may the Queen propose to com- fully serious. The thoughtful eyes were sunk deep stranger. mand ?"

in his head, and from those alone proceeded any The Admiral appeared annoyed, and heartily “ I have not determined," she said. “He must mark of life to relieve the cold, storn appearance of wished Acevedo would take his departure ; but the remain a while in the Bastile, and I must consult the countenance.

appearance of the young man who now stood before the Triumviri."

A deep stillness reigned in the apartment, broken him soon directed his thoughts into another channel. “ Must! How long has it been since the Queen at length by Coligny.

Very gracefully, and with much reverence, the solRegent has been compelled to ask advice of any one

“This is an act of forbearance truly, of which I dior presented a letter to Coligny. contrary to her own judgment, and the natural kind - did not believe that woman capable ; but it savors

“Ah, Maugiron's writing !" said the Admiral. ness of her heart."

too much of Italian cunning to inspire confidence." “Good! What news do you bring of him young

The stranger interrupted him in a low, hollow Catherine rose proudly. There was a momentary

man ?" voice. struggie.

· Very good news,” returned the youth. “I “That she will deceive me there is no fear,” he found him well, and left him actively engaged in “You are right, Acevedo,” she said ; “it is some

said ; " for she cannot do this." times wisdom to yield, but advise me."

“My mind misgives me, however,” replied Co

“Welcome tidings,” replied Coligny, unfolding “I would recommend you," continued Acevedo, ligny, “that she would make me hor dupe ;" and

the letter. “ You have a warm recommendation, “ neither to break entirely with the one party, nor returning to the table, he examined the paper truly,” he added, after a pause, “and Maugiron's to enter into a bond of union with the other. Your sharply, looking from the letter to his companion in good word goes far with me, I can tell you. You pursuance of this line of conduct has hitherto exa doubtful, scrutinizing manner.

bring me some brave recruits, too. Is it not so? cited the admiration and wonder of every one. Have

“Man," he said at length, “if this is any roguery How many do you number?" you cause to repent it ?"

or treachery of thine, what punishment could be “One hundred, my lord.” Cunning as Catherine de Medici was, she was sufficiently heavy for thee ?"

“And your own courage and skill to boot. Right still a woman; and the Aattery had the greater

“None,” replied the stranger, without a change welcome! Have you ever been in an engageeffect as it was from the lips of a man who was not of countenance. “I reply, none !" and he looked ment ?" wont to deal in courtly language. steadily at Coligny.

“ Under your command, my lord, I hope for the "I see, Acevedo,” she said, “ you are not skilled

Face to face the two men thus stood without first time in my life to wield the sword for my in astrology alone. But what is to be done in the

speaking a syllable, until the Admiral took the astro- country.” present case ?" loger by the hand, and said—" Acevedo, I rely on

“ You have commanded the little troop on your "I would,” replied the astrologer, “ keep the he- thee. i can identify the writing; but how came you way hither, at all events,” he said pleasantly. retic safely in the Bastile as a treasure which, sooner

you pleased with your men ?" or later, will be of value for your purposes. In the

“ Quite so.”

* That is my secret, my lord Thus much you meantime absolute silence is needful.” know, that I am in the Queen's confidence, that I

"Then you may continue their commander in the Catherine considered a few seconds and then said, reside in the palace of the Louvre ; and know, fur- field ; and I hope ere long to find that you merit proPerhaps you are right; I will follow your counsel.” ther, that the only happiness which remains to me

motion." Acevedo devoutly thanked Heaven for the result in my lonely and wretched life is that of helping “My will is good, my lord,” said the youth earof their conference; but he knew too well the double forward the holy cause of Protestantism--ask no nestly. dealings of the Queen to rely with anything like more."

“I wish you God speed !" returned the Admiral, certainty on her promise.

" Yet answer one question, I entreat. How came deeply interested in the zeal of the youth. "But Before leaving her presence he entreated permis- you by the confidence of such a woman ?" stay; what does Maugiron say about your name? sion for a few days of undisturbed privacy in order

“I read in the stars the fate of Catherine,” he Truly he has written so hastily that he has omitted to carry on his observations at this important crisis answered proudly; "and one on whom she relies it.” of her affairs. recommended me to her in the capacity of astro

“Gui do Viole de St. Flore,” was the reply. The request was willingly granted, and he left the loger."

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H A R D TIMES. his head on the end of the sofa, and smoking with She used to complain to me that she had nothing to

an infinite assumption of negligence, turned his com- fall back upon ; and I don't see how she is to have

mon face, and not too sober eyes, towards the face got over that since. But she don't mind," he sagaBY CHARLES DICKENS.

looking down upon him so carelessly yet so potently. ciously added, puffing at his cigar again. “Girls

“You know our governor, Mr. Harthouse," said can always get on somehow.” (Continued.)

Tom, “and therefore you needn't be surprised that " You think so, don't you?" said Tom. And Loo married old Bounderby. She never had a lover, Bounderby's address, I found an ancient lady there,

Calling at the bank yesterday evening, for Mr. shut up his eye again. Mr. James Harthouse smiled; and rising from

and the governor proposed old Bounderby, and she who seems to entertain great admiration for your

took him." his end of the sofa, and lounging with his back

sister,” observed Mr. James Harthouse, throwing

Very dutiful in your interesting sister,” said Mr. away the last small remnant of the cigar he had against the chimney-piece, so that he stood before James Harthouse.

now smoked out. the empty fire-grate as he smoked, in front of Tom, “Yes, but she wouldn't have been as dutiful and “ Mother Sparsit ?" said Tom.

" What! you and looking down at him, observed :

it would not have come off as easily,” returned the have seen her already, have you ?" “What a comical brother-in-law you are !" whelp, “if it hadn't been for me."

His friend nodded. Tom took his cigar out of his “ What a comical brother-in-law old Bounderby

The tempter merely lifted his eyebrows ; but the mouth, to shut up his eye (which had grown rather is, I think you mean," said Tom.

whelp was obliged to go on. “You are a piece of caustic, Tom," returned Mr.

unmanageable) with the greater expression, and to James Harthouse.

“ I persuaded her,” he said, with an edifying air tap his nose several times with his finger. There was something so very agreeable in being

of superiority. “I was stuck into old Bounderby's “Mother Sparsit's feeling for Loo is more than so intimate with such a waistcoat ; in being called bank (where I never wanted to be), and I knew I admiration, I should think,” said Tom. “Say affecTom, by such a voice ; in being on such off-hand should get into scrapes there, if she put old Boun- tion and devotion. Mother Sparsit never set her terms so soon, with such a pair of whiskers ; that derby's pipe out ; so I told her my wishes, and she cap at Bounderby when he was a bachelor. Oh Tom was uncommonly pleased with himself. came into them. She would do anything for me. no!"

These were the last words spoken by the whelp, “Oh! I don't care for old Bounderby," said he, It was very game of her, wasn't it?" “If you mean that. I have always called old Boun

" It was charming, Tom !"

before a giddy drowsiness came upon him, followed derby by the same name when I have talked about "Not that it was altogether so important to her by complete oblivion. He was roused from the him, and I have always thought of him in the same as it was to me,” continued Tom coolly, “ because latter state by an uneasy dream of being stirred up way. I am not going to begin to be polite now, my liberty and comfort, anc perhaps my getting on, with a boot, and also of a voice saying: about old Bounderby. It would be rather late in the depended on it; and she had no other lover, and it's late. Be off!" day." staying at home was like staying in jail—especially

“Well !" he said, scrambling from the sofa. “I " Don't mind me,” returned James; “but take when I was gone. It wasn't as if she gave up an- must take my leave of you though. I say. Your's care when his wife is by, you know."

other lover for old Bounderby; but still it was a good is very good tobacco. But it's too mild.” “His wife ?" said Tom. “My sister Loo? othing in her.”

“Yes, it's too mild," returned his entertainer.

“Perfectly delightful. And she gets on so playes!" And he laughed, and took a little more of

“It's—it's ridiculously mild,”


Tom. the cooling drink. cidly."

“ Where's the door? Good night !" James Harthouse continued to lounge in the same “Oh,” returned Tom, with contemptuous patron

He had another odd dream of being taken by a place and attitude, smoking his cigar in his own age, “she's a regular girl. A girl can get on any- waiter through a mist, which, after giving him easy way, and looking pleasantly at the whelp, as if where. She has settled down to the life, and she some trouble and disficulty, resolved itself into the he knew himself to be a kind of agreeable demon don't mind. The life does just as well for her, as main street, in which he stood alone. He then who had only to hover over him, and he must give another. Besides, though Loo is a girl, she's not a walked home pretty easily, though not yet free up his whole soul if required. It certainly did seem common sort of girl. She can shut herself up within from an impression of the presence and influence of that the whelp yielded to this influence. He looked herself, and think—as I have often known her sit his new friend—as if he were lounging somewhero

in the air, in the same negligent attitude, regarding at his companion sneakingly, he looked at him and watch the fire for an hour at a stretch.”

him with the same look. admiringly, he looked at him boldly, and put up one “Ay, ay? Has resources of her own," said Hartleg on the sofa.

The whelp went home, and went to bed. If he house, smoking quietly. “My sister Loo ?" said Tom. “She never cared “ Not so much of that as you may suppose," re

had had any sense of what he had done that night, for old Bounderby."

iurned Tom ; “for our governor had her crammed and had been less of a whelp and more of a brother, “That's the past tense, Tom,” returned Mr. James with all sorts of dry bones and sawdust. It's his he might have turned short on the road, might have Harthouse, striking the ash from his cigar with his system.”

gone down to the ill-smelling river that was dyed little finger. We are in the present tense, now.”

« Formed his daughter on his own model?” sugo and have curtained his head for ever with its filthy

black, might have gone to bed in it for good and all, " Verb neuter, not to care. Indicative mood, gested Harthouse.

waters. present tense. First person singular, I do not care ; His daughter? Ah! and everybody else. Why, second person singular, thou dost not care; third he formed Me that way,” said Tom. person singular, she does not care,” returned Tom. " Impossible !" “Good! Very quaint !" said his friend. “Though “He did though,” said Tom, shaking his head. 56

“OH my friends, the down-trodden operatives you don't mean it."

“I mean to say, Mr. Harthouse, that when I first of Coketown! Oh my friends and fellow“But I do mean it,” cried Tom. “Upon my honor: left home and went to old Bounderby's, I was as flat countrymen, the slaves of an iron-handed and a Why, you won't tell me, Mr. Harthouse, that you as a warming-pan, and knew no more about life, grinding despotism! Oh my friends and fellow. really suppose my sister Loo does care for old Boun- than any oyster does."

sufferers, and fellow-workmen, and fellow-men! I derby.”

“Comc, Tom! I can hardly believe that. A joke tell you that the hour is come, when we must rally “My dear fellow," returned the other, “what am 's a joke."

round one another as One united power, and crumI bound to suppose, when I find two married people Upon my soul!" said the whelp. “I am seri- ble into dust the oppressors that too long have fatliving in harmony and happiness ?"

ous ; I am indeed!” He smoked with great gravity tened upon the plunder of our families, upon the Tom had hy this time got both his legs on the sofa. and dignity for a little while, and then added, in a sweat of our brows, upon the labor of our hands, If his second leg had not been already there when highly complacent tone, “Oh! I have picked up upon the strength of our sinews,“ upon the God. he was called a dear fellow, he would have put it up little, since. I don't deny that. But I have done it created glorious rights of Humanity, and upon the at that great stage of the conversation. Feeling it myself; no thanks to the governor."

holy and eternal privileges of Brotherhood !" necessary to do something then, he stretched himself “ And your intelligent sister ?"

“Good !” “ Hear, hear, hear!” “ Hurrah !" and out at greater length, and, reclining with the back of | “My intelligent sister is about where she was. I other cries, arose in many voices from various parts

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