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'What grounds?'--and then Hope set before me that last, short interview, and repeated the words I had so faithfully treasured inhis hopes upon so frail a twig? What was there in those words that any coht not say to another? Of course, it was possible youto New Zealand; but that did not i you--and then, as to the question that followed, anyone ht ask that: and how did you answer?--Merely with a stupid, coiven to Master Murray, or anyone else you had been on tolerably civil terms with' 'But, then,' persisted Hope, 'the tone and manner in which he spoke' 'Oh, that is nonsense! he always speaks impressively; and at that moment there were the Greens and Miss Matilda Murray just before, and other people passing by, and he was obliged to stand close beside you, and to speak very low, unless he wished everybody to hear what he said, which--though it was nothing at all particular--of course, he would rather not' But then, above all, that eentle pressure of the hand, which sees besides--too delightful, alious folly--too absurd to require contradiction--ht to be ashamed of If you would but consider your own unattractive exterior, your unamiable reserve, your foolish diffidence--which must make you appear cold, dull, aard, and perhaps ill-tehtly considered these fro, you would never have harboured such presuhts: and now that you have been so foolish, pray repent and amend, and let us have no more of it!'
I cannot say that I i as this beca was seen or heard of Mr Weston; until, at last, I gave up hoping, for even ed it was all in vain But still, I would think of hie in esture that my memory could retain; and brood over his excellences and his peculiarities, and, in fact, all I had seen, heard, or ie of scene do you no good, I think: I never saw you look so wretched It must be that you sit too much, and allow the cares of the schoolroos easy, and to be more active and cheerful; you et it, and leave the most tiresome duties to me: they will only serve to exercise my patience, and, perhaps, try my temper a little'