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Glascock kept a store in Broadway he would not have thought it necessary to shew the same civility." "Yes; if we all liked the Mr. Glascock who kept the store." "Caroline," said the poetess with severe eloquence, "can you put your hand upon your heart and say that this inherited title, this tinkling cymbal as I call it, has no attraction for you or yours?

"I do not suppose that an English gentleman ever absolutely strikes a lady," said Wallachia Petrie. "Not except on strong provocation," said Mr. Glascock. "In reference to wives, a stick is allowed as big as your thumb." "I have heard that it is so by the laws of England," said Wallachia. "How can you be so ridiculous, Wally!" said Caroline. "There is nothing that you would not believe."

In order to have time for his journey to Siena and back, and time also to go out to Casalunga, it was necessary that he should leave the Baths at five in the morning. "If ever there was a hero of romance, you are he!" said Nora to him. "The heroes of life are so much better than the heroes of romance," said Caroline. "That is a lesson from the lips of the American Browning," said Mr. Glascock.

It was not very pleasant, the thought that she would be obliged at last to ask her young man, as she called him, to provide for her; but she would do that and trust herself altogether in his hands sooner than be taken to the Antipodes. "I can be very resolute if I please, my dear," she said, looking at Caroline. Mr. Glascock almost thought that she must have intended to address him.

From what I hear, I think it probable that I may remain with him till everything is over." "I did not know that he was so old as that." "They say that he can hardly live above a month or two. He will never see my wife, if I can have a wife; but I should like to tell him, if it were possible, that, that " "I understand you, Mr. Glascock."

Glascock might be presumed to know his own business best, and that she, as an American lady of high standing, the niece of a minister! was a fitting match for any Englishman, let him be ever so much a lord. But Caroline was not comforted by this, and in her suspense she went to Nora Rowley. She wrote a line to Nora, and when she called at the hotel, was taken up to her friend's bed-room.

"Either; both; for they are one, the same, and indivisible. The spirit and germ of each is so reflected in the outcome of the other, that one sees only the result of so perfect a combination, and one is tempted to acknowledge that here and there a marriage may have been arranged in Heaven. I don't think that in your country you have perceived this, Mr. Glascock."

Glascock away from her, and had felt that he had now been sent away for always, she had been full of regret. Since that there had been many hours in which she had thought of her own self-lesson, of that teaching by which she had striven to convince herself that she could never fitly become a poor man's wife.

It was quite clear that the order for his departure had been given before that scene at the breakfast-table, and that Trevelyan had not intended to go back from his promise. Nevertheless Mr. Glascock thought it might be as well to hurry his departure, and he turned back to say the shortest possible word of farewell to Trevelyan in the garden.

He was such a piteous sight to behold, that it was almost impossible to feel indignation against him. "You cannot wonder," said Mr. Glascock, advancing close to the master of the house, "that the mother should want to see her only child. You do not wish that your wife should be the most wretched woman in the world." "Am not I the most wretched of men? Can anything be more wretched than this?