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"I don't want to die. You do, you say. Die, then! But why sacrifice me? Oh, goodness gracious, Randal, the boat is sinking! I feel it. I know it is going down." "So do I," says Gower, with an unearthly smile. "Pray, aunt, pray!" "I shan't!" cries Miss Gower. "Oh, you wretched boy! Oh, Randal, what's the matter with the boat?" "It's settling," says Mr. Gower tragically.

'I have only to say, that Esslemont is ready to receive you, he remarked, bowed more curtly, and walked out. . . Gower followed him. They might as well have been silent, for any effect from what was uttered between them. They spoke opinions held by each of them adverse mainly; speaking for no other purpose than to hold their positions.

Gower, a natural son, I believe, of one of the Gower family." Here two of Sir Sedley's fellow fine gentlemen lounged in, and my visit ended. "I Swear," cried my uncle, "that it shall be so." And with a big frown and a truculent air he seized the fatal instrument.

And now the fun grows fast and furious. Hescott, who, I regret to say, must have disarranged that handkerchief once for all, is making great running with the lady guests. As Mr. Gower remarks, it is perfectly wonderful how well he and Marryatt and the other men can elude him. There is no difficulty at all about it! Whereas Mrs. Chichester is in danger of her life any moment, and Mrs.

When he reached the Granada he loafed uneasily in the billiard room until dinner. His mind persistently turned from material considerations of boats and gear and the season's prospects to dwell upon Betty Gower. This wayward questing of his mind irritated him. But he could not help it.

Madge made pretence of pricking her ears and followed into the shop. 'Your first visit to London is in ugly weather, Lady Fleetwood, said Gower. 'It is my first, she answered. How the marriage came about, how the separation, could not be asked and was not related. 'Our district is not all London, my dear lady, said Mr. Woodseer.

"Because," returned Theo, "it makes me feel as if I mean it makes me happy to think you trust me enough to tell me about what has made you happy. I hope oh! I do hope Miss Priscilla Gower will like me."

No one in England who is interested in this matter can fail to know every detail of a bargain which makes one proud of one's species, for Lord Ronald Gower has told us about the married life of the brilliant Hebrew who mastered England. The two kindred souls were bound up in each other.

"As a rule, when one gets into the country, one sticks a glass in one's eye, and ask, 'Where's the MAN?" "I never heard anything so unkind in my life," says Mr. Gower, with a deep reproach. "I'm sure ever since you have been in the country you have had a regiment round you, waiting on your lightest word." "Oh! you git!" says Mrs. Chichester, who is as vulgar as she is well-born.

"Not a bit of it!" says she, springing away from him to the other side of the screen. "And you, Randal, you are not hunting. Where's Colonel Neilson? Where's Margaret?" "They changed," says Mr. Gower mendaciously. "Miss Hescott and I are upon the track; we are the bloodhounds we," making another grab at her soft gown, "have got you!"