Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1859-04-15

you ana all you could 10 dfaW Jnem on
though you may have deemed me a child in
years. you know was not in heart They
might have been checked in the onset and
repressed why did you not do it why did
you do just the contrary, and give me en-
couragement; You may have called it hirt
ing, and thought it good sport but you
know that what is sport to one, may be death
to another"
"Ths estrangement makes me uncomtorta-
ble,' proceeded Miss Beauolerc. Papa
keeps saying, What is come to Henry Ark
ell that he is never at the deanery" and then
/ invent white stories, about believing that
your studies take up your time. miss you
every day | do, Henry | miss your com
Partnerships | miss your voice at the piano
| miss your words in speaking to me. But
here comes your friend Prat. for that's the
echo Of old Griffin's door. know the differ
ent sounds of the doors in the Grounds
Good night Harry / must 60 in
She bent towards him to put her hand in
his, and he--he was betrayed out of his pro-
priety and his good manners He caught her
to his heart, and held her there; and kissed
her face with his fervent lips
Forgive me, Georgina, he murmurod, as
she released herself at is the first and the
last time
81 will forgive You for this once, cried the
careless girl "but only think Of the scandal,
had anybody come up; my staid mamma
would go into fit. 1t is what he has never
done she added in a deeper tone.
Henry wrung her hand. but for him,
Georgina, | should think you cared for me.
Not that the case would be less hopeless"
Miss Beauclerc rang peal on the door
bell, and was Immediately admitted. Whilst
Henry Arkell walked forward to join George
Prattleton his heart compound Of sweet
and bitter, and his brain in a may dream.
But We left Mr.. Faunteroy in a dream by
the side of bis fire. and by no means pleas
ant one. He sat there be did not know how
long, but until he was interrupted by his serv-
ant.
"You are wanted, sir. if you please"
"Wanted now Who is Il -
"The Reverend Mr. Pratteton. sir, aud
one or two more. They are in the drawing
room, and the fires gone out"
"He has come bothcrng about that tithe
case grumblod Mr. Fauntleroy to himself
81 won't see him let him come at a proper
time. My compliments to Mr. Pratteton
Giles, but | am deep in assize business, and
can not see him
0ues Wcnt out ana came IN aIaln.
Mr.. Prattleton says they must see Won,
sir, whether or no. He told me to say, sir,
that it is about the cause that's on, Carr and
Carr
Mr.. Faunteroy proceeded to his drawing
room, and there he was shut in for some
{ time. Whatever the conference with his
visitors may have been, it was evident, when
he came out, that for him it had borne the
deepest interest, for his whole appearance
was changed his manners were excited, his
eyes sparkling. and his face was radiant.
They all left the house together, but the
lawyers road did not lie far with theirs. He
stopped at the lodgings occupied by Sergeant
Wrangle, and knocked. A servant-maid
came to the door.
81 want to see Sergeant Wrangle," said
Mr.. Faunteroy, stepping in.
"You can't, sir. He is gone to bed"
81 must see him for all that returned
Mr.. Fauntleroy.
"Mssis and masters gone to bed too"
she added, by way of remonstrance, 'and l
am just going"
with all my heart, said Mr.. Faunteroy.
Il must see the Sergeant"
"'Taint me, then, sir, that'll go and awak-
en- him, cried the girl. Hes gone to bed
dead tired, he said, and was not to disturb
him till eight in the morning"
"Give me your candle" replied Mr.. Faunt-
I leroy, taking it from her hand. He has the
same rooms as usual, | suppose; first floor
Mr.. Fauntleroy went up the stairs and the
girl stood at the bottom and watched and
listened. She did not approve of the pro-
ceedings, but did not dare to check them
for Mr.. Fauntleroy was a great man in River
ton, and their assize lodger, the Sergeant was
a greater.
Tap-tap-tap, at Sergeant Wrangle's
door.
"Who the deuce is that;" called out the
Sergeant, who was only dignfed in his wig
and gown. "ls it you, Eliza; What do you
want; It's not morning, is it -
"'Taint me, sir screamed out Eliza, who
had now followed Mr.. Fauntleroy. 81 told
the gentleman as you was dead tired, and
wasn't TO be woke up till eight in the morn
ing, but he took my light and would come
up"
81 must see you, Sergeant" said Mr.
Fauteroy.
"soe me I'm in bed and asleep, Who
the dickens is it -
Mr. Fauntleroy. Don't you know my
voice Can ! come in p
mo- the doors bolted."
"Then just come and undo it, For see
you | must"
Cant it wait :"
"If it could | should not have disturbed
you. Open the door, and you shall Judge
for yourself"
Sergeant Wrangle was heard to tumble out
of bed in lump, and undo the bolt of the
door. Eliza concluded that he was in his
night attire. and modestly threw her apron
over her face, as vail. Mr.. Fauntleroy
entered
"The most extraordinary thing has turned
up in Carr versus Carr" cried he. "Never
had such piece of luck, just in the nick of
time, in all my practice
"Do shut the door" responded Sergeant
Wrangle IL shall catch the shivers.'
Mr. Fauntleroy shut the door, shutting out
Eliza, who forthwith sat down on the top
stair, and wished she had ten ears. Have
you not dressng-gown to put on; :" cried
he to the Sergeant.
I'm listen in bed replied the Sergeant,
vaulting into it.
I A whole hour did that ll-used Eliza sit ON
the stairs, and not syllable could she distiu-
guish listen as she would, nothing but an eager