empty good nature now at her verdict and her witty line alexander had turned literally as pale as i the drop of oil she poured l the deadly wounds she had given by j a dramatic tale � waa no comfort to him ho tried to lo her but his lip trembled so violently ho could � at last he i for yon have taught your own value and in � mine forgive time i have made yon waste upon a d � and then in of a l he could do the tears forced through the poor boy fl eyes and one look of and half upon her he put his hand to his brow and went from the room and o poor she made him ten older than when ten before he entered that room all and poetry and hope and love slowly and he dragged his heavy steps and heavy heart his father and ed his small apartment his son sitting his eyes fixed on the m a few abrupt words he told him he knew about his folly and had come up to cure it is cured said alexander she has cured me herself then she is an honest woman cried so now since that they went to westminster they entered k court of law and were go fortunate as to hear an trial counsel the was just opening a case the advocate dwelt upon sacred feelings outraged by the on the gap that had been in a house and in a human heart the pitiable doubt that had been cast over those sacred parental which were all that now remained to the husband he painted the chamber the gone and all that sort of thing his speech was rich in topic and point and as for emphasis it was all emphasis he concluded in such injuries as these can never be by money it is ridiculous to talk of money where a man has been laid desolate and therefore i hope gentlemen of the jury you will give my thousand at the very at point the orator mode alexander as if to say that is how you must do it some as they returned attorney asked poet how he had been charmed by mr a mr s points well father was the languid reply this shows me that people who would speak the heart should speak from the heart i heard something like a dog barking that is all i remember a d l one of the first in the land bnt there yoa come to your dinner i won t be in a passion with you if i can help � be b ter after din s satisfaction at his son s sudden cure was soon alexander was not better after dinner r re this might have been having eaten none he could not eat and never a visible and then silence again the next and following days matters were worse of all could do to move he sank into a cold melancholy about five o clock by art a dramatic play time he used less and for a while ii nd into stone and now began to � himself the done to his during that short interview between them he began greatly to the cave or rather to fear that the first poison by a in the way of which had left his son worse case than hitherto be had thought it wi to avoid the and silently the boy s folly by taking him and shaking him an him thinking of it but now one evening as ee at alexander s pallid after a vain attempt or two to interest the poet in other matters he suddenly burst out what is the matter alexander what has she done to you now alexander me my boy said more gently alexander she has me she has my heart of all its wealth rather have gone on believing all that is great and good though inaccessible to me but to my divinity a mean heartless to find t at i have poured all treasures away forever upon an object o father i do not so much that she is worthless but that i thought her � hy to me she was the jewel of the i know her now for a vile and i have wasted my affections on this creature and now i have none left for any worthy object scarcely my father see my conduct to you in week heaven forgive me � and yon forgive me sir i i am no son to yon i am lost am lost i knees or i � � kick into the fi � he that is right � that s a dear boy now tell me what has tho poor done i can t think she is such a very bad she has robbed herself and me of the with which i liad ed her and shown herself to me in her true colors why mustn t tell me she her lace without t is with cold not that hut off the stage vulgar bad woman t think at of father i have no words to tell her vulgarity her her stupidity � as for her it is all paint and i saw her this day se night in her own house she is vulgar and dirty and almost ugly you young rascal you know she is as an an ij � isn t she sir � ah j you have only seen her on the stage � i see her on the stage i what do you tell me i go to p h i never was in a pi h my then how do y w h beautiful where h n n her if not on the stage mr ted he did not choose h to w he had visited the p es d her in his alexander saw his ca d it 