Oh, Mr Jeffreys," added she, turning frigidly upon the already laden librarian, "when you have carried Miss Atherton's things into the house, be good enough to go to Kennedy and tell him to meet us at the Upper Fall.

And you will find some letters on the hall table to be posted.

By-the-way, Colonel Brotherton, if you have that telegram you want to send off, the librarian will go with it.

It is a pity you should have the walk." To these miscellaneous orders Jeffreys bowed solemnly, and did not fail to exhibit his clumsiness by dropping Raby's waterproof in a belated effort to raise his hat.

Mrs Rimbolt would hardly have been appeased had he not done so; and it was probably in a final endeavour to show him off as he departed that she added,-- "Raby, give Mr Jeffreys that basket to take in; you cannot carry that up to the Falls." "Oh, aunt, I've told Mr Jeffreys I can't trust him with it.