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210 Arabella at the Sales. SopHia. ‘No, papa, not that; only so much taken up by the one thought that she has no room left for any other. These sales m (Rector curbs an unclerical exclamation). “She will be quieter to-morrow, and able to show her better self.” The morrow comes. RECTOR enters the ladies room with a cheerful step. Rector. ‘All right! I was mistaken, and I am most heartily rejoiced at it. These newspaper telegrams are a perfect nuisance, and one never knows what they really mean. It was another Mr. Smith altogether. So now, Arabella, I suppose you will congratulate yourself that you did not go to Jay’s—or whatever the name is—and be able to enjoy your purchases.” : ARABELLA (looking rather foolish). ‘‘ Dear me, brother, I wish I had known earlier, for you gave me such a fright that I . Rector. ‘* That you—well ?” ig ARABELLA. “J sold the whole pack to Lady Clipshift, half-price, this morning.” Rector. ‘This morning !” SOPHIA. ‘ Half-price !” ARABELLA (recovering herself). ‘‘Walf-price, taking one with another. She would not have some without all—I told her how matters lay—we roughly reckoned up the whole, and she very kindly agreed to take it off my hands; and uncommonly lucky I thought myself, to get off so cheap.” SopHia. “The purchases you made only yesterday !” ARABELLA. “It is no matter. ‘The sales are still on. I donot re- gret a single thing; for successful as we were yesterday, I feel quite convinced that we shall be still more successful—to-morrow.” L. B. WALFORD. Gomichbooks (E(0) m