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By the simplicity of Venus' doves Merchant of Venice

That Sunday was spent by Aurelia at the Bear Inn, at Reading Her journey had been es, one before breakfast, another lasting till noon, when there was a long halt for dinner and rest for horse and rider, and then another ride, never even in these longest sued beyond six or seven o'clock at latest, such was the danger of highwayrooht almost as well have been troopers

The roads, at that time of year, were at their best, and Aurelia and Mrs Dove were s, accustole, but this would not have been thought fitting on a journey with no escort of her own rank, and when shebut hiding her tearful face behind Mr Dove's broad shoulders Mrs Dove was perched behind a wiry, light-weighted old grooust

After the first wretchedness, Aurelia's youthful spirits had begun to revive, and the novel scenes to awaken interest The Glastonbury thorn was the first thing she really looked at The Abbey was to her only an old Gothic lance, but the breezy air of the Cheddar Hills, the lovely cliffs, and the chare islands of hills dotted about, raised her spirits, as she rode through the rant on the breeze Mr Dove would tell her over his shoulder the names of places and their owners when they cah in the tufted trees" Or he would regale her with legends of robberies and point to the frightful gibbets, one so near to the road that she shut her eyes and crouched low behind hi the terrible burthen She had noted the White Horse, and shuddered at thewoht see a strolling company of actors perforhastly performance overcame her so co that no induceain

Mr Dove was too experienced a traveller not to choose well his quarters for the night, and Aurelia slept in the guest cha with cleanliness and scented with lavender, Mrs Dove always sharing her rooood old blood, and though the coachman and his wife talked freely with her, they paid her all observance, never ate at the same table, and provided assiduously for her comfort and pleasure Once they halted a whole day because even Mr Dove was not proof against the allureh he carefully explained that he onlydiscontented, and went hi drunk, in which, be it observed, he did not succeed