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'Twas not the value, which is nothing, but I returned home in a scold with my woman Pratt, that was walking behind me and thinking of nothing but her face, which some commending have turned her head or she must have seen it fall. She is a fool, even for her nauseous class.

This opinion was much in favour with divers devout females of the deacon's congregation, who had daughters of their own, and who seldom failed to conclude their observations on this interesting subject with some such remark as, "Well, in that case, and it seems to me that every thing points that way, Mary Pratt will get no more than any other poor man's daughter."

Nesta Mallathorpe, looking very dignified and almost stately in her mourning, was obviously angry, indignant, and agitated. But Pratt was as cool and as fully at his ease as if he were back in Eldrick's office, receiving the everyday ordinary client. He swept his door open and executed his politest bow and was clever enough to pretend that he saw nothing of his visitor's agitation.

These modest requests, it was whispered for all passed in whispers then would consume not less than a thousand dollars of the deacon's hard earnings; and the thing was mentioned as a wrong done him who was about to descend into the grave, where nought of earth could avail him in any way. Close was the siege that was laid to Deacon Pratt, during the last week of his life.

Since she had seen Mr Crosbie she was altogether out of love with the prospect of matrimony. She was in the room when Mr Pratt was announced, and she at once recognised him as the man who had been with Crosbie. And when, some minutes afterwards, Siph Dunn came into the room, she could see that in their greeting allusion was made to the scene in the Park.

Neither of the visitors being a cadet officer, Dick and Greg were not obliged to stand at attention. However, neither new plebe was foolish enough to argue the matter. Dick and Greg took the pose ordered and at once. "Mister," demanded Pratt, turning upon Dick, "what is this cit. "Mr. Dodge is a candidate, sir, quartered in this building, and he took it into his head to visit us."

It's been rottin' for many a year, has this owd brig why, I mind when it wor last repaired, and that wor years afore owd Mestur Mallathorpe bowt this estate!" "When do you say you told Mrs. Mallathorpe all that?" asked Pratt. "Friday noon it were, sir," answered the woodman. "When I were on my way home dinner time. 'Cause I met the missis here, and I made bold to tell her what I'd noticed.

So there you are!" "That's all Murgatroyd could tell?" inquired Byner. "That's all he knows," answered Eldrick. "You say Murgatroyd knew Parrawhite as one of your clerks?" asked Byner after a moment's thought. "We had some process in hand against this man last autumn," replied Eldrick. "I dare say Parrawhite served him with papers." "Would he Murgatroyd be likely to know Pratt?" continued Byner.

"Quoth Sir John Pratt, 'The settlement Suspended did remain, Living the husband; but him dead It doth revive again. "Living the husband; but him dead It doth revive again."

"Miss Sally, if ever you heard the like! . . . But there! blood will tell." "It's years since I seen her," said a woman. "You don't say! Never feared man nor devil, my mother used to tell. An' to run in a race along with the likes of Jane Pratt! But you never can reckon wi' the gentry what they'll do, or what they won't." "With half the county, too, lookin' on from the Grand Stand!