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. The House of Halliwell. 105 —asked his sister when de wedding was to be, and why she did not write to Mr. Caudour to tell him she had jilted him for de parson. Wid dat de Earl rose up his ears and asked what was meant. I do not know what Lord Sale said, but de Lady Georgina she was in de furious rage wid him for days after. De Earl went into de library and sent a servant for Mr. Archer to go to him dere.” “Did he go?” cried Hester breathlessly. “My dear, how could he help himself? And when he got dere he showed himself de double donkey, for he did avow to de Earl dat he loved de Lady Georgina—dat he loved her better dan life.” ‘¢ And the Earl—what did he say?” “What would he be likely to say in such a case?” returned the governess. ‘ Dey are all full of sang froid, all de English nobles. He just poohed him down with contempt, and said his services were not required in de house after,dat hour, and paid him his money, and wished him good morning, all cool and civil. Dat’s what de Earl did.” Sao, ne left: |.” “He saw de Lady Georgina before it, though. And she treated him as civilly as de Earl had done, and said she was very sorry but it was no fault of hers, and dat he should not so have mistaken her. He said dat his heart was breaking for her—could she not see dat it was? She replied dat she should always retain a pleasant memory of his flattering sentiments towards her, but she could not say any more. Oh, my dear, she was a vain girl, she did think men were but made to make homage to her. She went, all gay, to a soirée at the Duchess of Gloucester’s dat same evening, widout one care for de killed heart of dat poor young clergyman. Child, you are looking pale, it is dis heat, you should untie your bonnet-strings.” ‘““T feel the heat very much,” murmured Hester. “Oh, but talk of pale faces, you should have seen his when he left de Earl’s,” added Mademoiselle. ‘‘ I was coming in from a walk wid de little girl and met him in de hall. He held out his hand to me to say good-bye, and I looked up at his wan face—it was one tableau of miserie. ‘Where are you going to dat you say farewell ?’ I asked, for I did not yet know what had happened dat morning. ‘I know not where I am going,’ he replied, ‘ away from here.’ And while I was in de surprise he was gone.” “Where did he go?” asked Hester. “My dear, who’s to know? If you ask my opinion, I should say dat he just went to de nearest river, or to an empty room and a charcoal fire. I know if my face betrayed what his did, I should not be anxious to live. I did pity him wid all my heart. And he was so _ handsome, so much de scholar and de gentleman.” “Was he never heard of again at the Earl’s?” resumed Hester in a low voice. “Never. He was not likely to be. Are you going, my dear? | Dere is no hurry.” VOL. XLIX. ) i (SO) EloOOOKS (CO) mM =)