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"No," answered Mrs Harrel, "nothing at all"

"I wish he was hanged," returned he, "for he has keptthis hour He made me promise not to ride out till he called and now he'll stay till theis over"

"Pray where does he live, sir?" cried Morrice, starting from his seat

"In Cavendish Square, sir," answered Mr Harrel, looking at him with much surprise

Not a word more said Morrice, but scampered out of the room

"Pray who is this Genius?" cried Mr Harrel, "and what has he run away for?"

"Uponat all of him," said Mrs Harrel; "he is a visitor of Miss Beverley's"

"And I, too," said Cecilia, "h I once saw, I never was introduced to him"

She then began a relation of herhim at Mr Monckton's house, and had hardly concluded it, before again, and quite out of breath, he made his appearance

"Sir Robert Floyer, sir," said he to Mr Harrel, "will be here in two iven yourself the trouble of going to hi but pleasure; a run these coldI like best"

"Sir, you are extreood," said Mr Harrel, "but I had not the least intention of your taking such a walk upon ed him to be seated, to rest himself, and to take some refreshment; which civilities he received without scruple

"But, Miss Beverley," said Mr Harrel, turning suddenly to Cecilia, "you don't tell me what you think of my friend?"

"What friend, sir?"

"Why, Sir Robert Floyer; I observed he never quitted you a moment while he stayed at Mrs Mears"

"His stay, however, was too short," said Cecilia, "to allow me to form a fair opinion of hih to allow you to for to hear the truth thus accidentally blundered out; but Mr Harrel, looking very little pleased, said, "Surely you can find no fault with him? he is one of thefault with him then," said Cecilia, "will only farther prove what I believe is already pretty evident, that I am yet a novice in the art of adlided behind her chair, and said, "I knew you could not like him! I knew it from the turn of your mind;--I knew it even from your countenance!"