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Whether it was Alaric's extreme simplicity in making it, or his own good luck in receiving it, or whether by any possible chance some all but dormant remnant of feeling within his heart was touched, we will not pretend to say.

But the Goths are said to have slain all their prisoners who took part in the work, to ensure secrecy. Are we to suppose that Consentia was depopulated? On any other supposition the story must be incorrect, and Alaric's tomb would have to be sought at least half a mile away, where the Busento is hidden in its deep valley. Gibbon, by the way, calls it Busentinus; the true Latin was Buxentius.

Once accept her into the family and the rest would be easy. As she looked piercingly into Alaric's eyes, he caught the full significance of the suggestion. His lips pursed to whistle but no sound came through them. He muttered hoarsely, as though he were signing away his right to happiness. "Five thousand pounds a year! Five thousand of the very best!" Mrs.

Rem..., quocunque modo rem! The remainder of the passage was doubtless applicable to former times, but now is hardly worth repeating. As Alaric's stomach was not yet quite suited for strong food, Undy fitted this matter to his friend's still juvenile capacities.

At the Weights and Measures Alaric's hours of business had been from ten to five. In Undy's office they continued from one noon till the next, incessantly; even in his dreams he was working in the share market. On his return to town Alaric found a letter from Captain Cuttwater, pressing very urgently for the repayment of his money.

Sir Gregory will now do all that he can to impede my views, because they are antagonistic to his own; very well; I must only work the harder to overcome his objections. There was no word in all this of gratitude; there was no thought in Alaric's mind that it behoved him to be grateful to Sir Gregory. It was for his own sake, not for his pupil's, that Sir Gregory had brought this pupil forward.

Alaric's Goths had been nominally an army belonging to the Emperor of the East; their invasion was regarded as only one more civil war. Besides, the Roman world might yet have proved itself big enough to assimilate and engulf the entire mass of this already half-civilized people. Its name was still a spell on them.

Such were the feelings which Mrs. Woodward felt herself unable to repress; but she could not refuse her consent to the marriage. After all, she had some slight twinge of conscience, some inward conviction that she was prejudiced in Harry's favour, as her daughter was in Alaric's.

Alaric's education was going on rapidly; but his mind had not yet received with sufficient tenacity those principles of philosophy which would enable him to look at this scheme in its proper light.

Alaric's juniors wished him joy with some show of reality in their manner; but the congratulations of his seniors, including the Secretary and Assistant-Secretaries, the new Chief Clerk and the men in the class to which he was now promoted, were very cold indeed. But to this he was indifferent.