Allow me to say, sir, that I never remember to have seen such remarkable beauty in my life." They sat Frank down to supper, and when he had done, the conversation was resumed.
"By-the-bye, Major Buckley," said he, "I miss an old friend, who I heard was living with you; a very dear old friend,--where is Doctor Mulhaus ?" "Dear Doctor," said Mrs.Buckley; "this is his home indeed, but he is away at present on an expedition with two old Devon friends, Hamlyn and Stockbridge." "Oh!" said Frank, "I have heard of those men; they came out here the year before the Vicar died.

I never knew either of them, but I well remember how kindly Stockbridge used to be spoken of by everyone in Drumston.

I must make his acquaintance." "You will make the acquaintance of one of the finest fellows in the world, Dean," said the Major; "I know no worthier man than Stockbridge.
I wish Mary Thornton had married him." "And I hear," said Frank, "that the pretty Mary is your next door neighbour, in partnership with that excellent giant Troubridge.

I must go and see them to-morrow.

I will produce one of those great roaring laughs of his, by reminding him of our first introduction at the Palace, through a rat." "I am sorry to say," said the Major, "that Tom is away at Port Phillip, with cattle." "Port Phillip, again," said Frank; "I have heard of nothing else throughout my journey.