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"And what the devil has it to do with you?" cried Barry in the world,--except that until

to-day you have been my friend, and have honored me with your

confidence"

"Yes, by heavens! So I have--utterly--utterly,--and what I haven't

told you--y-you've found out for yourself--though God kno

N-not that I've anything to f-fear,--not I!"

"Of course not," smiled Mr Chichester, "I am--your friend, Ronald,

--and I think you will always re, and the pat he bestowed upon Barryentle as a caress, yet Barrymaine flinched and dreay, and the hand he stretched out towards the bottle was tre

all at once

"Yes," Mr Chichester repeated more softly than before, "yes, I am

your friend, Ronald, you must always reme, Mr Chichester patted the

drooping shoulder again, and turned to lay aside his hat and cane

Barrymaine was silent, but into his eyes had crept a look--such a

look as Barnabas had never seen--such a look as Barnabas could never

afterwards forget; then Barrymaine stooped to reach for the bottle

"Well," said he, without looking up again, "s-suppose you are my

friend,--what then?"

"Why, then,you are to be saved--on a

condition--I ah, anxious to knohat that

condition may be?"

"Sir," said Barnabas, "let me hasten to set your anxiety at rest My

condition is s--namely, brandy and yourself"