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She could not go to bed without having a look at him, merely to set her fears at rest. The night-nurse was sitting in an easy chair behind the screen, reading a Tauchnitz edition of a novel by Florence Barclay. She came forward with her elaborately cautious step, smiling with all her false teeth to the fore. "How is he to-night? Going on as usual?" Esther whispered. "Oh, quate, quate!

Not a gushing form of literature, this, or in any wise disposed to subscribe to Mudie's, my English friends or even patronize Tauchnitz editions of what is the last new novel you see ticketed up today in Mr. Goodban's window? Does this mean that one girl out of every two should not be able to read or write?

I could not afford to dine or breakfast with the rest; and I was weak enough to feel wounded by the idea that people would guess my motive for shunning the savoury banquets that sent up such horrid odours to the deck where I sat, trying to read a tattered Tauchnitz novel. And the end of my journey?

Nothing save an alliance with something diabolical could have made her so well instructed, she who has never been in England before." "Do you ask how I know all that?" the girl said laughing. "Then I answer, novels. It is all Herr Tauchnitz and his pretty books." "And so you really never were in England before not even as a baby?" Lady Randolph said.

Lilian seemed to draw in her breath, though silently. "Yes Tauchnitz," she answered. Mrs. Wade appeared quite unconscious of anything unusual in the tone. She was gazing at the fire. "It isn't often I find time for novels," she said; "for new ones, that is. A few of the old are generally all I need. Can you read George Eliot? What a miserably conventional soul that woman has!" "Conventional? But"

'Here it is, he said, and handed Merton the little volume, of a Tauchnitz edition, open at the right page. Merton read the epigram. 'Very neat and good, he said. 'Now, Merton, said Blake, 'it is not usual, is it, for ministers of the Anglican sect to play the spy? 'What in the world do you mean? asked Merton. 'Oh, I guess, the Rev. Mr. Williams!

It made its appearance under a pen-name in England anonymously in America. What curiosity it awakened may be judged by the instantaneous success of the work in both countries: Tauchnitz at once added it to his fascinating list; the French and German translators negotiated for the right to run it as a serial in Paris and Berlin journals.

Not many minutes probably, yet they had not seemed few, and they had given her so much to think of, not only while creeping home, but while waiting afterwards at the inn, that she was still busy with them when, late in the afternoon, Milly reappeared. She had stopped at the point of the path where the Tauchnitz lay, had taken it up and, with the pencil attached to her watch-guard, had scrawled a word

"Herod would have had his work cut out for him here. Now, where can we get some newspapers? I must know where she is." "Presently," said Hillard. "The Piazza dei Martin," he directed Tomass'. Then he turned to Merrihew solemnly. "My boy, if you are to travel with me, beware of the Tauchnitz edition." "What's that?" "It's good reading in paper-covers.

"I have not a copy of the English edition of 'French and English, but the Tauchnitz is better, as it had the benefit of correction. "You ought to notice, with reference to provincial France, the extreme difficulty of making any general statements that are true. For example, it is believed in England that all French land is cut up into small bits. He did not give the name.