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308 REYNOLDS’ WORKS ‘Ah! then he is not now? Does he consider himself fortunate in his escape? ’”’ and it was with a palpitating heart but with unmoved countenance that Juliana asked the question. “Well, I think he has good reason to believe himself so. But pray don’t mention a word of all this to your mother or any one else.” “Not for the world!” rejoined Juliana. ‘‘ Pray goon. I see that there is something very romantic and interesting about this youth, — all the more interesting too, my dear George,’ she added, with witching cajolery, “ since you yourself have formed a friendship for him.”’ “The fact is,’ proceeded Hawkshaw, “‘ he was in love with some lady whose name he very discreetly suppressed, and of course I did not question him upon the subject.” “A lady in this neighbourhood? ”’ ‘Properly belonging to London, but staying at Gains- borough just for the present. My young friend’s fortunes have recently changed, so he came to put her to the test, dressing himself out in the shabbiest and meanest style.’ ‘“ Oh, what a device! ’’ observed Juliana, and she affected to titter gaily, while inwardly she was racked with the bitter- est feelings. ‘“‘ And what was the result? ” ‘“Unpropitious to my young friend’s view. But where is he?’ suddenly exclaimed Hawkshaw. ‘‘I left him with Mr. Denison at the other end of the room. Pray excuse me for a minute, I must not leave him alone, as he is a perfect stranger here. He will feel awkward and embarrassed in the midst of a crowd of persons unknown to him. And mind, dear Juliana, not a syllable to your mother of all I have been telling you.”’ ‘Oh, fear not; dear George. You know you can trust me.”’ Mr. Hawkshaw flung upon her a look full of tenderness, and then rising from the seat where he had been carrying on this whispered discourse with Juliana, — while her mother and Mrs. Denison were conversing together on their side, — the squire proceeded toward the ballroom. At that instant Mr. Denison and young Paton were returning into the saloon, and they accordingly encountered the squire on the thresh- old between the two apartments. ‘“‘ T shall leave you, Mr. Paton, with your friend Mr. Hawk- GOMIGDIOOKS (E(0)