Sir, I'd have called him out." "Mr.Hazeldean! Mr.Hazeldean! I'm shocked at you," cried the parson; and, putting his lips close to the squire's ear, he went on in a whisper, "What an example to your son! You'll have him fighting duels one of these days, and nobody to blame but yourself." This warning cooled Mr.Hazeldean; and muttering, "Why the deuce did you set me off ?" he fell back into his chair, and began to fan himself with his pocket-handkerchief.
The parson skilfully and remorselessly pursued the advantage he had gained.

"And now that you may have it in your power to show civility and kindness to a boy whom Mr.Egerton has taken up, out of respect to his wife's memory,--a kinsman, you say, of your own, and who has never offended you,--a boy whose diligence in his studies proves him to be an excellent companion to your son-Frank" (here the parson raised his voice), "I suppose you would like to call on young Leslie, as you were studying the county map so attentively." "Yes, yes," answered Frank, rather timidly, "if my father does not object to it.

Leslie has been very kind tome, though he is in the sixth form, and, indeed, almost the head of the school." "Ah!" said Mrs.Hazeldean, "one studious boy has a fellow feeling for another; and though you enjoy your holidays, Frank, I am sure you read hard at school." Mrs.Dale opened her eyes very wide, and stared in astonishment.
Mrs.Hazeldean retorted that look, with great animation.

"Yes, Carry," said she, tossing her head, "though you may not think Frank clever, his masters find him so.

He got a prize last half.