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172 REYNOLDS’ WORKS Get out of my sight. Never cross my threshold again; and whatever is due to you shall be forwarded to your lodging in the morning.”’ | ‘““I hope, my dear father,” interposed Lord Osmon1, ‘that you will deal leniently — ” ‘What! with this nose of mine all swollen and puffed up, my good looks spoilt,’’ vociferated the earl. ‘‘ Where is the countess? ’’? he abruptly demanded. ‘Oh, she has been indoors for some time,” replied Adol- phus. ‘“‘ She complains of headache — ”’ “Ah, well,” interrupted the earl, satisfied that it was all right in that quarter, ‘‘ the countess acted prudently to go indoors. Come, Bella, away with us at once. Take your cousin’s arm — It is shocking of you to have listened to this jackanapes of a boy when you know that Adol- phus —”’ ‘Hush, my dear father,’’ hastily whispered the young nobleman; “ poor Bella is dreadfully agitated. And you, Mr. Ashton,’ he added, now turning quickly to our hero, and speaking in a low, hurried voice, “‘ depart at once; your presence only irritates my father. Rest assured that I will do all I can to intercede in your behalf.” He wrung Christian’s hand as he spoke, pushed the youth forward to hasten his departure, and then giving his arm to Isabella, whispered, ‘‘ Cheer up, my dear cousin; we will see what can be done for the best.”’ But Isabella was weeping bitterly, and on regaining the house, she hurried up to her own chamber, where she gave un- restrained vent to her affliction. Meanwhile the Earl of Lascelles repaired to his dressing-room, to detail his griev- ances to Makepeace, and to have a poultice applied to his nose, which was somewhat swollen from the effects of the blow so vigorously dealt by Christian. On the following morning Lord Osmond called upon our hero at his lodgings, and with much real sorrow informed — him that though both the countess and himself had pleaded their utmost with the earl on Christian’s behalf, they had found him inexorable. Lord Osmond therefore counselled the youth to look out for another situation, and offered to render him any service that lay in his power. Christian bashfully expressed the hope that Miss Vincent would not suffer in her unele’s estimation; and it was a solace to him, in the midst CONNIE NOOO KS