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"I got the tale out of my head like the serpent, you humbug!" roared Tidswell; and for the next five minutes Tim sat on his stool of repentance, amid the yells of laughter with which his companions hailed his discomfiture.

Edmund again enjoyed a kind of desultory education, partly carried on at school and partly at his uncle's home, where he enjoyed the advantage of the kind instructions of his old friend, Miss Tidswell, of D'Egville, the dancing master, of Angelo, the fencing master, and of no less a person than Incledon, the celebrated singer, who seems to have taken the greatest interest in him.

"And then suddenly it stood erect on its tail, and shot forward towards the vessel." "Shows the strength of their backs. I couldn't help thinking that when I saw the account." "What am I talking about?" exclaimed Tidswell, hastily correcting himself; "it was the ship stood in towards the monster and shot at him." "Ah, yes; so it was. I made the same mistake myself, see.

"Look at the old boy, Pendennis," he would say, "look at him leading up that old Miss Tidswell to the piano. Doesn't he do it like an old duke? I lay a wager she thinks she is going to be my mother-in-law; all the women are in love with him, young and old. 'Should he upbraid? There she goes. 'I'll own that he'll prevail, and sing as sweetly as a nigh-tin-gale! Oh, you old warbler!

"They saw it a mile and a half off, and just fancy feeling its breath at that distance?" "I'm not astonished at that," said Tim, "for all those beasts have enormous lungs." "How absurd of me! I should have said it seemed to all appearances lifeless when they saw it," said Tidswell. "Yes; dead, in fact," put in Tim, getting into difficulties.

"It's a good size," said Tim, "but nothing out of the common for a sea- serpent, you know." "Now I come to think of it, though," said Tidswell, "it didn't say that the serpent was a mile and a half long; it was a mile and a half from the ship when it was seen, wasn't that it?" "Yes, a mile and a half from the ship. I thought you were drawing the long bow in saying it was so big as all that."

Siddon's Constance, and appears to have made a great success. Soon after this, his uncle Moses died suddenly, and young Kean was left to the severe but kindly guardianship of Miss Tidswell. We cannot follow him through all the vicissitudes of his early career. The sketch I have given of his early life ample details of which may be found in Mrs.

And yet again how strangely! did some fraction of healing virtue flow from his very distress? from his remembrance, above all, of how Duggy had tried to help him? during these few weeks since he knew? Ah! Tidswell Church coming out of the shadows!

All this while the amusement of the listeners had been growing gradually beyond control, and at this point smothered explosions of laughter from one and another fell on Tim's ears, like the dropping of musketry fire. But he did not guess its meaning, and continued turning towards Tidswell, and waiting for the conclusion of the story.

He remembered how one winter he had been coming home late on horseback through dark lanes, when he met the parson of that church, old and threadbare and narrow-chested, trudging on, head bent, against a spitting rain. The owner of Flood had been smitten with a sudden compunction, and dismounting he had walked his horse beside the old man. The living of Tidswell was in his own gift.