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"I a home"

"Now, this is too much! What will you do?"

"I shall rery impulse "It was here I fell and covered ht my way back to the position I lost The tirace to you and reet race would always be in your ue I should have the word and thought kept before o home all my old acquaintances would sneer at et in jail, and when hismore manly than hide behind her apron the rest of his days As far as I can judge, you and my sisters would have no better opinion of me I have been a wicked fool, I admit, but I was not a deliberate thief I did hope for a little coainst h these streets, the scorn of every one, and I will remain in this city until I compel the respect of its proudest citizen"

The moment he ceased his passionate utterance, Mrs Arnot said kindly and gravely: "Egbert, you are mistaken There was no scorn in my eyes, but rather deep pity and sorrow While your course has been very wrong, you have no occasion to despair, and as long as you will try to become a true man you shall have my sympathy and friendship You do not understand yourto e of the world makes her realize more truly than you yet can the consequences of your act The sudden shock has overwhelmed her Her distress sho deeply she is wounded, and you should try to comfort her by a lifetime of kindness"

"The best way I can corace; and," he continued, his iht and prospect, "I will regain all and more than I have lost The time shall come when neither she nor my sisters will have occasion to blush for me, nor to seclude themselves from the world because of their relation to me"