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"I wonder," said he to hiht have

asked her naot that!"

Here Barnabas sighed, and, sighing, hid the handkerchief in his

pocket

"And yet," he pursued, "had she told me her name, I should have been

compelled to announce estion about it of broad acres, or knightly ancestors; no,

Barty will never do" Here Barnabas becahtful

"Mortimer sounds better," said he, after a while, "or Mandeville

Then there's Neville, and Desborough, and Ravenswood--all very good

names, and yet none of them seems quite suitable Still I must have

a name that is beyond all question!" And Barnabas walked on htful than ever All at once he stopped, and clapped hand to

thigh

"My mother's name, of course--Beverley; yes, it is an excellent naht to it than to any other

So Beverley it shall be--Barnabas Beverley--good!" Here Barnabas

stopped and very gravely lifted his hat to his shadow

"Mr Beverley," said he, "I salute you, your very humble obedient

servant, Mr Beverley, sir, God keep you!" Hereupon he put on his