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THE BROKER'S RESEMBLANCE TO HARRISON. 777 docked more beautiful, though the. border of her’ morning- ‘cap was pinned back, and her sleeves fastened to her shoul- der, exposing a healthily-rounded and tinted arm. She paused as she entered. ; | oa “ Why, Bridget, what is the matter?” she asked, noticing her dejected air. . rj “IT was only thinking, ’m,” said the woman, “that if you married Mr. Slyvester, what a sorry heart I'd feel. Sure, it wouldn’t be home for me any longer.” | [* “ Marty him! why, what put that.thought in your mind, Bridget? My dear woman, he’s the last man in the world I would marry. Indeed, I wish he was out of the house, for I think his influence over Henry is very bad.” . , » * “ Well may ye say it, Mrs. Lattison; fo» I’ve kept.a watch- ful eye over the lad, and sure am I that the man is ‘thrying to gain him to his evil purposes ; but since ye’ve spoken, it’s relayed my mind, for I'll work for ye, Mrs. Lattison, till me hands drop off, for the sake of him that’s gone. An’ as to the boy—he’s.a good boy in the main, an’ if plain talk’ll do . x him any good, why it’s plinty he'll git from Bridget, sure’? CHAPTER XIII. BOARDING THE BROKER, _ Mrs. Larrrson was summoned into the parlor, shortly after; a gentleman wished to see her. Untieing her cap- strings, smoothing her hair and turning down her sleeves, she soon hurried to the partially-darkened room. As she entered, the man stood with his back toward her, looking intently at a fine painting of her husband. The tall, manly fgure, so like that of one whom for months she*had mourned as dead, gave her heart a quicker motion; an inde- Scribable sensation thrilled her veins. He turned, hearing her step—the widow grew deathly pale, for there stood beforé her the broker, in whom she had noticed more than once a wonderful likeness to her husband. But for the complexion, . conmmcloooks.comn)