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"Now that very wine Sir Austin I think I do not err in saying, that very wine your respected father, Sir Pylcher Feverel, used to taste whenever he came to consult my father, when I was a boy. And I remember one day being called in, and Sir Pylcher himself poured me out a glass. I wish I could call in Ripton now, and do the same. No! Leniency in such a case as that!
This intelligence was communicated to his wife, who wept and wished, but dared not utter what she wished; Mary, however took an opportunity, when Mrs Austin had quitted the room, to tell Mr Austin, who was in such a feeble state that he could hardly speak, that the time would soon come when he would be summoned before a higher tribunal, and conjured him, by the hopes he had of forgiveness, now that the world was fading away before his eyes, to put away all pride, and to do that justice to his son which our hero's noble conduct towards him demanded to make a confession, either in writing or in presence of witnesses, before he died which would prove the innocence of his only child, the heir to the property and the name.
On the landing outside the door Lucy met a lady dressed in black, who stopped her and asked if she was Richard's wife, and kissed her, passing from her immediately. Lucy despatched a message for Austin, and related the Berry history. Austin sent for the great man and said: "Do you know your wife is here?"
He ought to have come here to pay his respects to you, too " "Oh, don't put such notions into his head " "Yes, I will!" insisted Austin; "however indifferent and thoughtless and selfish he is to other people, he's got to be considerate toward his own family. And I told him so. Have you seen him lately?" "N-o," admitted Selwyn. "Not since that first time when he came to do the civil by you?"
"I never saw any one pick up the veneer of good society, so called, as rapidly as you have. It shows that real good breeding was back of it all the time." "I guess I'd better go and write my letter," laughed Austin, "before you flatter me into having an awfully swelled head. But I want to tell you first I'm not a pauper any more.
What do you call such an act?" Dave's lips slowly whitened, his face became stony. He closed his eyes, then opened them upon hers. "He had it coming. He stole my horse. He took a chance." Mrs. Austin turned away. For a time they were silent and Dave felt himself pitilessly condemned. "Why didn't you tell me at the time?" she asked. "Why didn't you report it?"
"I never knew till the other day," said Florence Austin, "that cats scatter crumbs to attract the birds, and then watch for them and spring out on the poor things when they are feeding." "What a shame! I wouldn't keep a cat who played such a cruel trick," Mollie said. "My Dinah Spot doesn't catch birds or chickens," said Nellie Dimock; "only mice." Mrs.
"What did the boss say when him and Lanpher got here and found old Dale gone?" he asked, carelessly. "He raised hell," replied McFluke. "But Lanpher wasn't with him. Yuh know old Dale hates Lanpher like poison. Well, I told Jack, like I tell you, that if anything slips up account o' this, Peaches Austin can take the blame."
I wish I'd suggested it to him," smiled my host. "But I can tell you, sir, I was astonished. 'Hawley, I said, 'you always were a fast youth, but I never thought you would develop into this. I wonder you're not out of breath after such a journey. "'Another point, my dear Austin, in favor of my mode of existence. We spooks have no breath to begin with.
Among all his acquaintances, there was none who called him friend except Austin Thorpe, the old minister who had but lately come to town. This, in itself, was no distinction, for Thorpe was the friend of every man, woman, child, and animal in the village.
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