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Winter, who might indeed be an incarnation of snobbery; on the other hand, Cecil Morphew had his defects, and even to a liberal-minded parent might not recommend himself as a son-in-law.

"I hear that Morphew has written to you by the last mail. I want to see the letter." So much he wrote, and no more. What was barely enough for the purpose, was enough for the doctor, when he addressed his brother. No matter what the circumstances might be, the servants were forbidden to disturb him at his studies in any other way. Very unwillingly he obeyed the call, locking the door behind him.

He's been at the shop three or four years, and would be only too glad to carry on the business, but he can't raise money, and Denbow must have cash down. Now the fact is, I want to buy that business myself. 'I see. What does the man ask for it? Morphew fidgeted a little. 'Well, just at present there isn't much stock nothing like what there ought to be.

I fancy I've got him now by the coat-tail; I may hold him. 'You can't call that a squalid ambition, said Alma, wishing to be amiable. 'Not that side of it no. But I've decided to put a little money into the business nothing that matters, but it may just as well be made safe, if a little trouble will do it. I was wondering how it would be if I worked a little down yonder kept Morphew in sight.

This time the patient was a man and the messenger declared that he was at the point of death. "Mrs. Morphew seemed to be at a loss what to do. 'In this dreadful case, she said, 'death is a mercy. What I cannot bear to think of is the poor man's lonely position. In his last moments, there will not be a living creature at his bedside. "Hearing this, I ventured to make some inquiries.

Morphew and his friend Brooks were the favourers of this new design, aiming doubtless at a separation by this means: but as this must be determined by a majority, they assembled to debate this matter in front of my tent, carrying on their deliberations with much clamour on both sides.

One William Morphew, who had been in these seas several years, took upon him to tell me, that it did not signify much if we arrived two or three days sooner or later at Juan Fernandez.

It astonished him that such a man as Cecil Morphew should have discovered his ideal in Henrietta Winter; it perplexed him yet more that Cecil's attachment should have been reciprocated. Mrs. Winter was a very ordinary person; rather pretentious, rather too fluent of speech, inclined to fretfulness, and probably of trying temper. Winter had left his family as good as unprovided for.

'Shall I bring him here tomorrow, and make him stay over Sunday? Sunday is his bad day, and no wonder. If there were a licensed poison-shop in London, they'd do a very fair trade on Sundays. 'There are the public-houses, said Alma. 'Yes; but Morphew doesn't incline that way. The fellow has delicate instincts, and suffers all the more; so the world is made.

"And if you were not so old a friend as you are, Morphew, I should not have allowed my father to be so spoken of to me." The old man gave me a half-astonished, half-contemptuous look. "He's been my master a deal longer than he's been your father," he said, turning on his heel. The assumption was so comical that my anger could not stand in face of it.