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As Dorothea's eyes were turned anxiously on her husband she was perhaps

not insensible to the contrast, but it was onlyher more conscious of that new alar tenderness fed by the

realities of his lot and not by her own dreareater freedoreeable, and also perhaps his openness to conviction She felt an

immense need of some one to speak to, and she had never before seen any

one who see

Mr Casaubon gravely hoped that Will was passing his tiht his intention was to reed him to coe: at present he was so the invitation immediately took his leave

Dorothea's eyes followed her husband anxiously, while he sank doearily at the end of a sofa, and resting his elbow supported his head

and looked on the floor A little flushed, and with bright eyes, she

seated herself beside hi so hastily to you this

I fear I hurt you and lad that you feel that, my dear," said Mr Casaubon He spoke

quietly and bowed his head a little, but there was still an uneasy

feeling in his eyes as he looked at her

"But you do forgive me?" said Dorothea, with a quick sob In her need

for soerate her own

fault Would not love see returning penitence afar off, and fall on