I can't help saying it, I feel it so bitterly.

Now, dear, I will walk a little way with you, and tell you what I want you to do this very day; and you will be a darling, as you always are, and consent." Then Mary told how Mr.Hope had just shown her singular affection; next she reminded him of the high tone Mr.Hope had taken with her father in their hearing.

"Why," said she, "there is some mysterious compact about me between papa and him.

I don't think I shall ever have the courage to ask him about that compact, for then I must confess that I listened; but it is clear we can depend upon Mr.Hope, and trust him.

So now, dear, I want you to indulge your little wife, and let me take Mr.Hope into our confidence." To Mary's surprise and disappointment, Walter's countenance fell.
"I don't know," said he, after a pause.