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I keep my private cemetery for my friends." "It took somewhat longer," said I, "for that Italian." He looked at me for a moment half-daunted, and then, almost civilly, asked me to tell my story. "You have too much the advantage of me, Cassilis," he added.

Let Cassilis and his brother be the first to be the example unto others. Amen. Amen." This extract has been somewhat amended or modernized in orthography, to render it more intelligible to the general reader.

"That I can tell you to a T," replied Mr. Cassilis, "for it was offered to me when old Rambrooke died. You will never get twelve thousand a year out of it."

He swore a round oath, and looked at us, from one to the other. "Mr. Cassilis knows all that I know," said my wife. "What I want to know," he broke out, "is where the devil Mr. Cassilis comes from, and what the devil Mr. Cassilis is doing here. You say you are married; that I do not believe. If you were, Graden Floe would soon divorce you; four minutes and a half, Cassilis.

My name is Cassilis Frank Cassilis. I lead the life of a vagabond for my own good pleasure. I am one of Northmour's oldest friends; and three nights ago, when I addressed him on these links, he stabbed me in the shoulder with a knife." "It was you!" she said. "Why he did so," I continued, disregarding the interruption, "is more than I can guess, and more than I care to know.

"My very good sir," returned Bellew, shaking his head in gentle reproof, "really, you seem to forget that you are not addressing one of your grooms, or footmen, consequently you force me to remind you of the fact; furthermore, " "That is no answer!" said Mr. Cassilis, his gloved hands tight-clenched upon his hunting-crop, his whole attitude one of menace.

It hath one principall street, with houses upon both sides, built of freestone, and it is beautifyed with the situation of two castles, one at each end of this street. That on the east belongs to the Erle of Cassilis.

I wish you a good night, Mr. Cassilis." And with that he was gone among the thicket.

"Baptismal name George," continued Bellew, "lately of New York, Newport, and er other places in America, U.S.A., at present of Nowhere-in-Particular." "Ah!" said Mr. Cassilis, his eyes seeming to grow a trifle nearer together, "an American Uncle? Still, I was not aware of even that relationship."

Consequently I have roamed East and West, and North and South, in quest of it." "Really?" said Mr. Cassilis, stifling a yawn, and turning towards Miss Anthea with the very slightest shrug of his shoulders. "And, in Dapplemere," concluded Bellew, solemnly, "I have, at last, found my ideal " "Goose-berry!" added Anthea with a laugh in her eyes. "Arcadia being a land of ideals!" nodded Bellew.