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168 HIS GRACE. dened me. She seems to me to have set her affections upon the things of this world, and I greatly fear that she will only find out her mistake when it is beyond the reach of remedy.” “ At least,” I remarked, “‘ she hasn’t set her affections upon you, Mr. Burgess ; and you, I suppose, are more or less a thing of this world. Let us be thankful that she has been preserved from one irremediable mistake, and perhaps it will be time enough to sadden ourselves about her when we are quite sure that she has made another.”’ I know that it was flippant and impertinent of me to address a man of double my age in that way; I know he had just cause for complaint, and I know he was, after his fashion, a conscientious sort of mortal. But I was so certain that he would have been less resigned to his fate if Nora had had a little money of her own that I couldn’t help being rather rude to him. Besides, I didn’t like his half-sneering insinuation, the responsibility for which, I had no doubt, belonged to Lady Deverell. For the rest, he did not resent my impertinence. He shook his head and looked down at his fat, white fingers and said he was very glad that he had nothing to reproach himself with in connection with the trial which it had pleased Heaven to lay upon him. He was likewise kind enough to assure me that he blamed neither me nor Nora and that he proposed to remember us both in his prayers. Perhaps he thought that we stood in need of being prayed for, and perhaps, if he did, he was not very far wrong. I humbly and peni- tently admit that I am incapable of thinking or speak- ing justly about such specimens of humanity as Mr. Gomichboo <SiiG