To have supposed that Nature could have been untrue to such promises as had been made then, would have been to suppose Nature a liar.
Just outside the gate he met the old banker, who, according to his daily custom, had walked back from the town.

'Yes,' said Mr.Bolton, 'I remember you,--I remember you very well.

So you found a lot of gold ?' 'I got some.' 'You have been one of the few fortunate, I hear.

I hope you will be able to keep it, and to make a good use of it.

My compliments to your father.
Good evening.' 'I shall take an early opportunity of paying my respects again to Mrs.
Bolton, who, I am sorry to hear, is not well enough to see me,' said Caldigate, preventing the old curmudgeon from escaping with his intended rapidity.
'She is unfortunately often an invalid, sir,--and feels therefore that she has no right to exact from any one the ceremony of morning visits.
Good evening sir.' But he cared not much for this coldness.