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Lucy Jennings, "but there was bitter
parting between us, and | never care to
see him again."
Il am sorry to hear this. Why does
he keep away from usf Has the loss of
his fathers money set him against those
who wish to help him? Has he altered
very much? He was so good-hearted so
good-tempered, so affectionate a man."
HE tried hard to be-and failed
When misfortune came-and 1t came
heavily to him, and in more shapes than
one-he gave up, as towards do"
"Ill not believe it," cried Sarah East
bell Indignantly; "he was never cow
ard, there was nothing in his nature to
make him one. He was the bravest and
best of menu
'In your idea of what is best and BRAY
est, possibly" replied Miss Jennings, "but
| that man is coward who turns his face
from heaven because trouble has come
to him-who grows rebellious, discomfort
ed, angry-who will not accept trial as
his due-who goes from bad to worse in
sheer defance-who believes in himself,
and his own miserable errors"
But you must not think, Lucy, he
cause he will not listen to your doctrine,
that he is altered for the worse. If he
never was a religious mani don't know,
| can't say whether he was or not-still
he was always kind and true. Tell me
where he is" said Sarah impatiently;
he is in distress, and you keep ME talk
ing here. If you have parted from him,
still you know of his misfortunes. How
is thatY
why should l explain to you? said
Lucy tetchily; "you belong to the old set
from which l am apart | am utterly
alSne."
"Your brother John--he-"
HE is afraid of me-the poor wretch
ran away from me long ago."
II wish to be of service to you, aud
to Reuben Culwick, and to your brother
John-the three associated with my hap
py days in Hope street"
Happy daysw said Lucy mockingly;
"and you look back at them cheerfully,
of course, from the grand house which
belongs, by right, to Reuben Culwck."
(which | wish that could give him."
as that trueY'
"Yes," answered Sarah, returning the
steady gaze into her eyes, "as hope to
live"
There's a deal of gratitude left still,
Sarah Eastbell-rches have not spoiled
you yet, as they may presently. l wish,
nOw," she added that you came to my
Sunday services"
She strobe away from Sarah Eastbell,
leaving her motioness for while, till
Sarah recollected that the meeting had
been all in vain, and ran after her.
"You-yOu have not told me where
Reuben Culwick lives" Sarah gasped
forth as she came up with her.
"'And l never will. You can DO no
good-you are a foolish child who will
only make him worse" she said, turning
away again.
ut is you, then, that you'd keep him |
poor. 1t is you who hate him, Lucy Jen-
nings," cried Sarah, indignant at last. !
Lucy hurried on without paying heed |
to Sarah Eastbelrs reproaches. She was
very white, but very firm. The interview |
had terribly disturbed her; the old world, |
even yet, was not to be regarded with the |
stoicism of pure soul apart from it, but |
no good could arise from this weak young /
woman's meeting with Reuben Culwick,
she was sure.
Better as it is,' she muttered; "he
said that he would never see her in his
poverty"
1t was at this juncture that white
faced man, perfectly destitute of eye
brows and eyelashes, and seedily attired,
turned the corner of the hedge rows that
were still green and luxuriant, and faced |
Miss Jennings.
He was engaged in smoking, but his
short pipe dropped from his mouth at the
sight of her, and he stepped into the road |
to allow her to pass and looked sheep
ishly away.
John" she said sharply, "a little fur
ther along that road you will find Sarah
Eastbell. She wants her cousin Reuben's
address. Give it to her. 1t shan't be
said that l stood in his way" she NUT
tered.