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"She did not-she could not. It suits you women to say these things, because you cultivate hypocrisy so carefully that you carry on the game with each other! How could any one, let her be ever so abject, like that incessant homage this old man exacted to be obliged to be alive to his vapid jokes and his dreary stories- to his twaddling reminiscences of college success, or House of Commons Irish House tootriumphs? Do you think if I wasn't a beggar I'd go and submit myself to such a discipline?"

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To this she made no reply, and for a while there was a silence in the room. At last he said, "You'll have to take up that line of character that she acted. You'll have to swing the incense' now. I'll be shot if I do."

She gave no answer, and he went on "You'll have to train the brats too to salute him, and kiss his hand, and call him. what are they to call him-grandpapa? Yes, they must say grandpapa. How I wish I had not sent in my papers! If I had only imagined I could have planted you all here, I could have gone back to my regiment and served out my time."

"It might have been better," said she, in a low voice.

"Of course it would have been better; each of us would have been free, and there are few people, be it said, take more out of their freedom-eh, madam ?"

She shrugged her shoulders carelessly, but a slight, a very slight, flush coloured her cheek.

"By the way, now we're on that subject, have you answered Lady Trafford's letter? "Yes," said she; and now her cheek grew crimson.

"And what answer did you send ?" "I sent back everything." "What do you mean? your rings and

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trinkets-the bracelet with the hair. mine, of course-it could be no one's but mine."

"All, everything," said she, with a gulp.

"I must read the old woman's letter over again. You haven't burned that, I hope?" "No; it's up-stairs in my writing-desk." "I declare," said he, rising and standing with his back to the fire, "you women, and especially fine ladies, say things to each other that men never would dare to utter to other men. That old dame, for instance, charged you with what we male creatures

"I don't think that you escaped scot-free," said she, with an intense bitterness, though her tone was studiously subdued and low.

"No," said he, with a jeering laugh. "I figured as the accessory or accomplice, or whatever the law calls it. I was what polite French ladies call le mari complaisant a part I am so perfect in, madam, that I almost think I ought to play it for my Benefit.' What do you say

"Oh, sir, it is not for me to pass an opinion on your abilities."

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"I have less bashfulness," said he, fiercely. "I'll venture to say a word on yours. I've told you scores of times. -I told you in India, I told you at the Cape, I told you when we were quarantined at Trieste, and I tell you now. -that you never really captivated any man much under seventy. When they are tottering on to the grave, bald, blear-eyed, and deaf, you are perfectly irresistible; and I wish really I say it in all good faith-you would limit the sphere of your fascinations to such very frail humanities. Trafford only became spoony after that smash on the skull; as he grew better, he threw off his delusions - didn't he?"

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By Jove! that was a great fluke of mine," cried he aloud. "That was a haz ard I never so much as tried. So that this fellow had made some sort of a declaration to you?"

"I never said so."

"What was it then that you did say, madam? let us understand each other clearly."

"Oh, I am sure we need no explanations for that," said she, rising, and moving towards the door.

"I want to hear about this before you go," said he, standing between her and the door.

"You are not going to pretend jealousy, are you?" said she, with an easy laugh.

"I should think not," said he, insolently. "That is about one of the last cares will ever rob me of my rest at night. I'd like to know, however, what pretext I have to send a ball through your young friend."

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Oh, as to that peril, it will not rob me of a night's rest!" said she, with such a look of scorn and contempt as seemed actually to sicken him, for he staggered back as though about to fall, and she passed out ere he could recover himself.

"It is to be no quarter between us then!

Well, be it so," cried he, as he sank heavily into a seat. "She's playing a bold game when she goes thus far." He leaned his head on the table, and sat thus so long. that he appeared to have fallen asleep; indeed, the servant who came to tell him that tea was served feared to disturb him, and retired without speaking. Far from sleeping, however, his head was racked with a maddening pain, and he kept on muttering to himself, "This is the second time-the second time she has taunted me with cowardice. Let her beware! Is there no one will warn her against what she is doing?

"Missis says, please, sir, won't you have a cup of tea?" said the maid timidly at the door.

"No; I'll not take any.”

"Missis says too, sir, that Miss Cary is tuk poorly, and has a shiverin' over her, and a bad headache, and she hopes you'll send in for Dr. Tobin."

"Is she in bed?" "Yes, sir, please."

"I'll go up and see her;" and with this he arose and passed up the little stair that led to the nursery. In one bed a little darkhaired girl of about three years old lay fast asleep in the adjoining bed a bright blueeyed child of two years or less lay wide awake, her cheeks crimson, and the expression of her features anxious and excited. Her mother was bathing her temples with cold water as Sewell entered, and was talking in a voice of kind and gentle meaning

to the child.

"That stupid woman of yours said it was Cary," said Sewell pettishly, as he gazed at the little girl.

"I told her it was Blanche; she has been heavy all day, and eaten nothing. No, pet no, darling," said she, stooping over the sick child, "pa is not angry, he is only sorry that little Blanche is ill."

"I suppose you'd better have Tobin to see her," said he, coldly. "I'll tell George to take the tax-cart and fetch him out. It's well

it wasn't Cary," muttered he, as he sauntered out of the room. His wife's eyes followed him as he went, and never did a human face exhibit a stronger show of repressed passion than hers, as, with closely-compressed lips and staring eyes, she watched him as he passed out.

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On arriving in Dublin Sewell repaired at once to Balfour's office in the Castle-yard; he wanted to "hear the news," and it was here that every one went who wanted to "hear the news." There are in all cities, but more especially in cities of the second order, certain haunts where the men about town repair; where, like the changing-houses of bankers, people exchange their "credits". take up their own notes, and give up those of their neighbours.

Sewell arrived before the usual time when people dropped in, and found Balfour alone and at breakfast. The Under-Secretary's manner was dry, so much Sewell saw as he entered; he met him as though he had seen him the day before, and this, when men have not seen each other for some time, has a certain significance. Nor did he ask when he had come up, nor in any way recognise that his appearance was matter of surprise or pleasure.

"Well, what's going on here?" said Sewell, as he flung himself into an easy-chair, and turned towards the fire. "Anything new?"

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Nothing particular. I don't suppose you care for the Cattle Show, or the Royal Irish Academy?"

"Not much-at least I can postpone my inquiries about them. How about my place here? are you going to give me trouble about it?"

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"Your place your place? muttered "The fool frightened me the other once or twice; and then, standing Cary," were the words he continued to mut-up with his back to the fire, and his skirts ter as he went down the stairs. over his arms, he went on. " Do you want to hear the truth about this affair? or are we only to go on sparring with the gloves - eh?"

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Tobin arrived in due time, and pronounced the case not serious a mere feverish attack that only required a day or two of care and treatment.

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"I do not; but perhaps I may when you have explained yourself a little more fully."

"And," continued he in the same tone, and as though no interruption had occurred, "that's the opinion of Halkett, and Doyle, and Jocelyn, and the rest."

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Confidentially, of course," said Sewell, with a sneer so slight as not to be detected. "I may say confidentially, because it was at dinner we talked it over, and we were only the household no guests but Byam Herries and Barrington.' "And you all agreed ?" "Yes, there was not a dissentient voice but Jocelyn's, who said, if he were in your place, he'd insist on having all the papers and letters given up to him. His view is this. 'What security have I that the same charges are not to be renewed again and again? I submit now, but am I always to submit? Are my Indian (what shall I call them? I forget what he called them; I believe it was escapades) 'my Indian escapades to declare me unfit to hold anything under the Crown?' He said a good deal in that strain, but we did not see it. It was hard, to be sure, but we did not see it. As Halkett said, Sewell has had his innings already in India. If, with a pretty wife and a neat turn for billiards, he did not lay by enough to make his declining years comfortable, I must say that he was not provident.' Doyle, however, remarked that after that, affair with Loftus up at Agrawasn't it Agra?' Sewell nodded "it wasn't so easy for you to get along as many might think, and that you were a devilish clever fellow to do what you had done. Doyle likes you, I think." Sewell nodded again, and, after a slight pause, Balfour proceeded- -"And it was Doyle, too, said, 'Why not try for something in the colonies? There are lots of places a man can go and nothing be ever heard of him. If I was Sewell, I'd say, Make me a barrack-master in the Sandwich Islands, or a consul in the Caraccas.'

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"They all concurred in one thing, that you never did so weak a thing in your whole life as to have any dealings with Trafford.

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into the private office at the Horse Guards and got Clifford's appoinment cancelled, just for a miserable five hundred pounds Jack won off the elder brother,- - that fellow who died last year at Madeira. She's the most dangerous woman in Europe. She does not care what she says, nor to whom she says it. She'd go up to the Queen at a drawing-room and make a complaint as soon as she'd speak to you or me. As it is, she told their Excellencies here all that went on in your house, and I suppose scores of things that did not go on either, and said, And are you going to permit this man to be'she did not remember what, but she said ‘a high official under the Crown - and are you going to receive his wife amongst your intimates? What a woman she is! To hear her you'd think her dear child,' instead of being a strapping fellow of six feet two, was a brat in knickerbockers, with a hat and feather. The fellow himself must be a consummate muff to be bullied by her; but then the estate is not entailed, they say, and there's a younger brother may come into it all. His chances look well just now, for Lionel has got a relapse, and the doctors think very ill of him."

"I had not heard that," said Sewell, calmly.

"Oh, he was getting on most favourably -was able to sit up at the window, and move a little about the room when, one morning Lady Trafford had driven over to the Lodge to luncheon, he stepped down stairs in his dressing-gown as he was, got into a cab, and drove off into the country. All the cabman could tell was that he ordered him to take the road to Rathfarnham, and said, 'I'll tell you by-and-by where to;' and at last he said, 'Where does Sir William Lendrick live?' and though the man knew the Priory, he had taken a wrong turn and got down to ask the road. Just at this moment a carriage drove by with two greys and a postilion. A young lady was inside with an elderly gentleman, and the moment Trafford saw her he cried out, There she is - that is she!' As hard as they could they hastened after; but they smashed a trace, and lost several minutes in repairing it, and as many more in finding out which way the carriage had taken. It was to Kingstown, and, as the cabman suspected, to catch the packet for Holyhead; for just as they drove up, the steamer edged away from the pier, and the carriage with the greys drove off with only the old man. Trafford fell back in a faint, and continued so, for when they took him

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"Women generally don't weary in this sort of pursuit.”

"Couldn't you come to some kind of terms? Couldn't you contrive to let her know that you have no designs on her boy? You've won money of him, haven't ? you "I have some bills of his- not for a very large amount, though; you shall have them at a bargain."

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"But a place in the viceregal household, perhaps. I don't imagine you want goldmedallists for your gentlemen-in-waiting?" "I seldom speculate," was the dry re"We have some monstrous clever fellows, let me tell you. Halkett made a famous examination at Sandhurst, and Jocelyn wrote that article in Bell's Life, 'The Badger Drawn at last.""

"To come back to where we were, how are you to square matters with the Chief Baron? Are you going to law with him about this appointment, or are you about to say that I am the objection? Let me have a definite answer to this question."

"We have not fully decided; we think of doing either; and we sometimes incline to do both. At all events, you are not to have it; that's the only thing certain."

"Have you got a cigar? No, not these things; I mean something that can be smoked?"

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Try this," said Balfour, offering his

They're the same as those on the chimney. I must say, Balfour, the traditional hospitalities of the Castle are suffering in their present hands. When I dined here the last time I was in town they gave me two glasses of bad sherry_and one glass of a corked Gladstone; and I came to dinner that day after reading in Barrington all about the glorious festivities of the Irish Court in the olden days of Richmond and Bedford."

"Lady Trafford insists that your names - your wife's as well as your own-are to be scratched from the dinner-list. Sir Hugh has three votes in the House, and she bullies us to some purpose, I can tell you. I can't think how you could have made this woman so much your enemy. It is not dislike it is hatred."

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"Bad luck, I suppose," said Sewell, carelessly.

"She seems so inveterate, too; she'll not give you up very probably."

"You are right; nor is this the case to tempt you."

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They'll be paid, I take it?

"Paid! I'll swear they shall!" said Sewell fiercely. "I'll stand a deal of humbug about dinner invitations, and cold salutations, and suchlike; but none, sir, not one, about what touches a material interest."

"It's not worth being angry about," said Balfour, who was really glad to see the other's imperturbability give way.

"I'm not angry. I was only a little impatient, as a man may be when he hears a fellow utter a truism as a measure of encouragement. Tell your friends-L suppose I must call them your friends- that they make an egregious mistake when they push a man like me to the wall. It is intelligible enough in a woman to do it; women don't measure their malignity, nor their means of gratifying it; but men ought to know better."

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"I incline to think I'll tell my friends nothing whatever on the subject." "That's as you please; but remember this if the day should come that I need any of these details you have given me this morning, I'll quote them, and you too, as their author; and if I bring an old house about your ears, look out sharp for a falling chimney-pot!

"You gave me a piece of advice a while ago," continued he, as he put on his hat before the glass, and arranged his necktie. "Let me repay you with two, which you will find useful in their several ways: Don't show your hand when you play with as shrewd men as myself: and, Don't offer a friend such execrable tobacco as that on the chimney;" and with this he nodded and strolled out, humming an air as he crossed the Castle-yard and entered the city.

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' for ever."" Did Mr. Bancroft's audience laugh when they caught the echo 'man' and for ever?' We fear that Mr. Bancroft understood his audience too well. But AMERICA does great things, but is too apt then why do American politicians like rant to say small and silly ones. This is certain- so very silly as this? When Mr. Roebuck ly, we fear, the case with the great oration -the Cassius Clay of England, as he has of Mr. Bancroft before the House of Rep- been called- -speaks of England driving resentatives on the birthday of the late every American flag from the sea for ever, President, and it is the more to be re- the House of Commons does laugh as it gretted because Mr. Lincoln of all. Ameri- catches the echo of these tremendous words, can statesmen, showed the most power of and Mr. Roebuck is aware that he is esmaintaining the dignity and reserve of his teemed a goose. But let us see the equally country, by reticence of feeling, and lumi- impressive language which Mr. Bancroft nous impartiality of thought. There was uses of our dead Constitution. After he something singularly fatuous in celebrating has fairly got "the mighty winds blowing the birth of so simply great and so humor- from every quarter to fan the flame of the ously wise a man as Mr. Lincoln, by hom- sacred and unquenchable fire" of liberty, bastic panegyrics on the greatness of -a very curious meteorological phenomeAmerica, and thrilling invectives against non by the way, by the side of which the the iniquity of England and France. It is, spiral hurricanes of the tropics seem devoid we know, nearly the unforgivable sin in of all interest, Mr. Bancroft artfully introAmerica to maintain that any part of Mr. duces England looking coldly on at this curiDickens's caricature is founded in truth; ous convergence of the winds. "There was a and we are well aware that our able and kingdom," he says, with a grand indefiniteinstructive New York Correspondent will ness, "whose people had in an eminent deconvict us of showing ignorance so gross in gree attained to freedom of industry and what we are about to say, that Mr. Thomp- the security of person and property," but a son, pointing to our bewilderment, may ob- people whose "grasping ambition had dottain a fresh chance of carrying his point ted the world with military ports, kept with the University of Cambridge, getting watch over our boundaries on the Norththe recent vote rescinded, and a Professor- East, at the Bermudas, in the West Indies, ship of American history, literature, and in- held the gates of the Pacific, of the Southstitutions, founded out of hand. Still even ern and the Indian Ocean, hovered on our with this deep moral conviction of our doom North-West at Vancouver, held the whole before our eyes, we cannot help saying that of the newest continent, and the entrance Mr. Bancroft has apparently proved Mr. to the old Mediterranean and the Red Sea, Dickens's "Young Columbian" to be a real and garrisoned forts all the way from Maand not a fictitious person., Was it not he dras to China. That aristocracy" [which who engaged in an imaginary struggle with we conclude is the English] "had gazed the British lion, very much like that in with terror on the growth of a commonwhich Mr. Bancroft engaged heart and soul wealth where freeholds existed by the milbefore the House of Representatives and lion, and religion was not in bondage to the the Senate the Senatus populusque Ameri- State, and now they could not repress their canus- of Washington? "Bring forth joy.at its perils." Then, Lord Russell as that lion," said the Young Columbian; "I Foreign Secretary had spoken of the "late dare that lion, I taunt that lion; I tell that Union," and this gives our "Young Columlion, that Freedom's hand once twisted in bian" his opportunity for his grand burst his mane he lies a corse before me, and the of invective; "but it is written, 'Let eagles of the great Republic laugh ha! ha!" the dead bury the dead.' They may not bury Mr. Bancroft was almost as impassioned. the living. Let the dead bury their dead. He indeed divided his metaphors, and kept Let a Bill of Reform remove the worn-out the wild laughter of nature for the rebel- government of a class, and infuse new life lious Southerners, and the 'corse' for the into the British Constitution by confiding British Constitution. Of the Slaveowners rightful power to the people." It was no he said that they maintained that "the doubt well that Mr. Bancroft pointed out slavery of the black man is good in itself the impropriety of the dead burying the he shall serve the white man for ever. And living, as the difficult and recondite characnature, which better understood the ter of the suggestion itself might otherwise quality of fleeting interest and passion, have prevented the gross impropriety inlaughed, as it caught the echo 'man' and volved in that procedure from being clearly

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