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Catherine did not think the portrait a very inviting one, but it was too late to retreat, and she was too young to own herself frightened; so, resigning herself to her fate, and trusting to the anie of its owner, she sat peaceably down, and saw Thorpe sit down by her Everything being then arranged, the servant who stood at the horse's head was bid in an io," and off they went in the quietestlike one

Catherine, delighted at so happy an escape, spoke her pleasure aloud with grateful surprise; and her companion i her that it was entirely owing to the peculiarly judicious ular discernment and dexterity hich he had directed his whip Catherine, though she could not help wondering that with such perfect command of his horse, he should think it necessary to alarratulated herself sincerely on being under the care of so excellent a coacho on in the sa the smallest propensity towards any unpleasant vivacity, and (considering its inevitable pace was ten ave herself up to all the enjoy kind, in a fine mild day of February, with the consciousness of safety A silence of several ue; it was broken by Thorpe's saying very abruptly, "Old Allen is as rich as a Jew--is not he?" Catherine did not understand hi in explanation, "Old Allen, the man you are with"

"Oh! Mr Allen, you mean Yes, I believe, he is very rich"

"And no children at all?"

"No--not any"

"A faodfather, is not he?"

"My godfather! No"

"But you are always very much with them"

"Yes, very ood kind of old fellow enough, and has lived very well in his ti Does he drink his bottle a day now?"

"His bottle a day! No Why should you think of such a thing?

He is a very teht?"