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Malcolm soon found out that he was the curate belonging to Rotherwood, the church attended by the Templeton family; and it was soon evident to him that the sisters, Miss Elizabeth especially, took a great interest in parochial matters. "How is old Dr. Dryasdust?" asked Cedric presently, but he spoke in a jeering tone. Then Elizabeth laughed, but Dinah looked shocked, and Mr.

"Oh, sir!" cried Rotherby in the deepest emotion, "I have no words in which to express my thanks." "Nor I," put in Mr. Caryll, "words in which to express my admiration. A most excellent performance, Rotherby. I had not credited you with so much ability." Mr. Templeton frowned upon him again. "Ye betray a singular callousness, sir," said he. "Nay, sir; not callousness.

Perhaps Malcolm's tone was slightly mischievous, for Anna blushed violently. "Oh, Malcolm, surely you understand," she returned nervously. "Don't you see, Mr. Templeton knows we are sorry for him, and he is grateful for our sympathy, and he likes to come and talk to us. He made me feel quite bad yesterday.

"Here, sir, is a letter from King James to my father, and here is a letter from my father to King James. From their contents, you will gather how far advanced are matters, what devilries are being hatched here in his majesty's dominions." Mr. Templeton received them, and crossed to the window that he might examine them. His countenance lengthened.

My governor says it was a great speech. He had 'em all jumping through the hoops." "What DO you mean, Vic?" lamented Mrs. Templeton. "I have only the very vaguest idea of what you have been saying all this time." "So sorry, Mrs. Templeton. What I mean is the Padre delivered a most effective speech." "And did they settle anything?" inquired Patricia.

"I have done all in my power to advance your ambition, and you will not even lend a hand to forward me one step in my career. But, forgive me, sir, I have no right to expect it." "Lumley," replied Templeton, kindly, "you mistake me.

To be plain with you, he will not stir in this business, because he does not see how his kinsman is to be benefited, or his house strengthened." "Public virtue!" exclaimed Templeton. "Virtue, my dear uncle, is a female: as long as she is private property, she is excellent; but public virtue, like any other public lady, is a common prostitute."

Templeton, the cheerfulness that his easy gaiety threw over a very gloomy house, made the poor lady hail his visits and trust in his friendship.

"But he, too, acknowledged certain of those root-truths," said Templeton, who seemed to have a lingering sympathy with my victim; "he insisted most strongly, and spoke, you will not deny, eloquently and nobly on the Unity of the Deity." "On the non-Trinity of it, rather; for I will not degrade the word 'Him, by applying it here.

"The case is different; Templeton is a town, is it not, Mr. John Effingham?" "A town, Mr. Dodge, but not town. The difference is essential." "I do not see it, sir. Now, New-York, to my notion is not a town, but a city." "Ah! This is the critical acumen of the editor! But you should be indulgent, Mr.