I am driven away from this place to-night; and it would have been so kind of you to advise me where to go to." "Driven away!" exclaimed Carne, with amazement.

"The pride of the village driven out of it! You may be driving yourself away, Tugwell, through some scrape, or love affair; but when that blows over you will soon come back.

What would Springhaven do without you?
And your dear good father would never let you go." "I am not the pride, but the shame, of the village." Dan forgot all his home-pride at last.

"And my dear good father is the man who has done it.
He has leathered me worse than the gentleman you spoke of, and without half so much to be said against him.

For nothing but going to the Club to-night, where I am sure we drank King George's health, my father has lashed me so, that I am ashamed to tell it.