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"Oh, I cannot say; do not distress me. Be friendly with papa," the girl resumed, moving to escape. "That is the essential," said Mrs. Cavely; and continued, when Annette had gone, "The essential is to get over the next few months, miss, and then to snap your fingers at us. Martin, I would force that man to sell you Belle Vue under the price he paid for it, just to try your power."

Cavely said. Tinman appeared at Elba to demand a private interview with Annette. His hat was blown into the hall as the door opened to him, and he himself was glad to be sheltered by the door, so violent was the gale. Annette and her father were sitting together. They kept the betrothed gentleman waiting a very long time. At last Van Diemen went to him, and said, "Netty 'll see you, if you must.

Cavely; "and it shall be our table for good if I have any management." "You mean me, ma'am," bellowed Tinman. "Not at all," she breathed, in dulcet contrast. "You are good-looking, Martin, but you have not half such pretty eyes as the person I mean. I never ventured to dream of managing you, Martin. I am thinking of the people at Elba." "But why this extraordinary treatment of me, Martha?"

Deep, then, was her gratitude to dear good Mrs. Cavely for stepping in to mediate between her father and Mr. Tinman. And well might she be amazed to hear the origin of their recent dispute. "It was," Mrs. Cavely said, "that Gippsland." Annette cried: "What?" "That Gippsland of yours, my dear. Your father will praise Gippsland whenever my Martin asks him to admire the beauties of our neighbourhood.

He did not call at the house on the beach, he did not invite Martin to dinner, he was rarely seen, and when he appeared at the Town Council he once or twice violently opposed his friend Martin, who came home ruffled, deeply offended in his interests and his dignity. "Have you noticed any difference in Annette's treatment of you, dear?" Mrs. Cavely inquired. "No," said Tinman; "none.

Then if he brings you to words, you can always laugh back, and say you will go to Kew and see the Fernery, and fancy all that, so high, on Helvellyn or the Downs. Why" Mrs. Cavely, at the end of her astute advices and cautionings, as usual, gave loose to her natural character "Why that man came back to England at all, with his boastings of Gippsland, I can't for the life of me find out.

"Standing?" he cried; and as the act of standing was really not extraordinary, he fixed upon the suit: "Court?" "So Mrs. Cavely told me, it was what he was standin' in, and as I found 'm I left 'm," said Crummins. "He's standing in it now?" said Mr. Van Diemen Smith, with a great gape. Crummins doggedly repeated the statement.

Cavely delivered a laugh supposed to, be peculiar to the English stage. "It would be a penny thrown away," said Annette. "I thought you could send a messenger." Intercommunication with Miss Fellingham had done mischief to her high moral conception of the pair inhabiting the house on the beach. Mrs. Cavely saw it, and could not conceal that she smarted.

Tinman, and also Mrs. Cavely, were on shore. "It's his furniture, poor man, he sticks to: and nothing gets round the heart so!" resumed Mrs. Crickledon. "There goes his bed-linen!"

It concerned the ungrateful conduct of their little housemaid Jane, who, as Mrs. Cavely said, "egged on by that woman Crickledon," had been hinting at an advance of wages. "She didn't dare speak, but I saw what was in her when she broke a plate, and wouldn't say she was sorry. I know she goes to Crickledon and talks us over. She's a willing worker, but she has no heart."