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Corfield quietly. "These were the identical words which my mother said to me when I told her I was going to marry you." "Your mother never liked me, and I did like Leam," said Mrs. Corfield tartly. "As Leam Dundas, maybe; but as Leam the wife of your son, I doubt it." "If Alick had liked it " said Mrs. Corfield, half in tears. "You would have been jealous," returned her husband.

Birkett generally interfered, and the servants combined to screen her; the result being that the little one was mistress of the situation, after the manner of willful children, and made every one more or less anxious and uncomfortable as her return for their care. Alick Corfield was the rector's curate.

Corfield, when you were marking that site at Gindie State Farm, where the two streams crossed each other, the engineer and myself were laughingly criticising your action, but never more will I doubt your ability to find water."

I crawled through, and when I reached the lodge gates, I was asked by a policeman stationed there, if I had been to Government House? I said, "No." "Then where did you come from, my friend?" "From the Gardens." "And how did you get here?" I then explained the circumstances. "Where do you belong?" "Winton." "What's your name?" "Corfield." "Yes, is that so? What are you?"

Corfield," laughed Emmanuel Gryce. "Give me your hand: I can sometimes see a good deal of the future in the hand." Alick blushed and looked awkward, but he gave his bony, ill-shaped hand all the same. After a little while, during which Mr.

But had it not been for Alick Corfield, Madame la Marquise de Montfort would not have made quite so much way.

These secret meetings amused Leam, and kept her from that ceaseless inward contemplation of her mother which else was her only voluntary occupation. They gave her a sense of power, as well as of successful rebellion to her father, that gratified her pride. To be sure, they were not what mamma would have liked. Alick Corfield was an Englishman, and mamma hated the English.

"Why do my thoughts vex you?" asked Learn gravely. "I was not thinking of you." Mrs. Corfield laughed a little confusedly. "I don't suppose you were," she said, "but you see I did think of you. But whether you were thinking of me or not, you certainly look as if you would be the better for a little rousing. You were standing there like a statue when we came up."

"I was listening to mamma," said Leam with an air of grave rebuke. Mrs. Corfield rubbed her nose vigorously. "You would do better to come and talk to me instead," she said. Learn transfixed her with her eyes. "I like mamma's company best," she said in the stony way which she had when stiffening herself against outside influence.

There was one among them whom Leam longed yet dreaded to meet. This was Alick Corfield. She wondered what he knew, or rather what he suspected, and she was anxious to have her ordeal over. But, though Mrs.

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