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"No!" he replied with sharp eravest provocation"

"I also remember that she did her best to ht have a little more patience now The truth is that iveher idol"

"Read the other letters; there "

"No, I thank you," he replied, bitterly; "I have had all that I can stand for one day She believes the infernal lie which that scoundrel Shru;" and he related to Mrs Arnot the true version of the affair

She had the tact to see that his present perturbed condition was not her opportunity, and she soon after left hiood for the future

But in the long, quiet hours that followed her departure his thoughts were busy However ht think that others were the cause of his unhappy plight, he had seen that he was far more to blame It had been made still more clear that, even if he could shift this blame somewhat, he could not the consequences Mrs Arnot's words had given hih still vague and uncertain, pro thehours he had dared to hope, and even to pray, that he ht find a way of escape from his miserable self and the wretched condition to which it had brought hi time he turned the leaves of Mrs Arnot's Bible, and here and there a text would flash out like a light upon the clouded future, but as a general thing the words had little inative nature she had presented the struggle toward a better life in thewhich was vague and mystical; he was not exhorted to emotions and beliefs of which he was then incapable, nor to forless to him, nor to professions equally hollow On the contrary, the evils, the defects of his own nature, were given an objective forht, with lance in rest, preparing to run a tilt against the personal faults which had done him such injury The deeper philosophy, that his heart was the rank soil fro these faults, like Cadmus' armed men, would come with fuller experience