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Judith was a plain servant, and Martha was a fashionable one; but I know which looked the better of the two. Judith would not give in the letter. She asked for the young mistress, and Constance came to her in the hall. "Just open it, please, Miss Constance, and tell me how he is," said she anxiously; and Constance broke the seal of the letter. "Borcette. Hotel Rosenbad, September, 18 ."

"You told me at Borcette that you were fully persuaded of Arthur's innocence; you were ready to ridicule me for casting a doubt upon it," Mr. Channing remarked to him in a low tone, as they crossed the hall. "I have never been otherwise than persuaded of it," said Mr. Huntley. "He is innocent as you, or as I." "And yet you join Mr. Galloway in assuming that he and Hamish sent back the money!

Which was sufficient to imply coldly, "You must have come to my house for some particular purpose. What is it?" But Hamish could not lose his sunny temperament, his winning manner. "I bring you great news, Mr. Huntley. We have heard from Borcette: and the improvement in my father's health is so great, that all doubts as to the result are over." "I said it would be so," replied Mr. Huntley.

Channing entered upon the very subject which Mr. Huntley was hoping he would not enter upon. "I remember, you spoke, at Borcette, of having something in view for Hamish, should I be able to attend to business again. What is it?" "I did," said Mr. Huntley; "and I am sorry that I did. I spoke prematurely." "I suppose it is gone?" "Well no; it is not gone," replied Mr.

"I heard of these things at Borcette, and I said that I should undertake to inquire into them in the place of your father: just as he, health permitting him, would have undertaken for me in my absence, did any trouble arise to Ellen. Is it true that you and Mr. Yorke have parted?" "Yes," faltered Constance. "And the cause?" Constance strove to suppress her tears. "You can do nothing, Mr.

Huntley scrutinized her pale, sad countenance, he began to think there must be greater mystery about the affair than he had supposed. He said no more. On the third day he quitted Borcette, having seen them, as he expressed it, fully installed, and pursued his route homewards, by way of Lille, Calais, and Dover. Mr.

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