what jealous of Mattie being entrusted with it in her stead.

"He wrote to me the night he left--why didn't he ask me to console his
father, I wonder?"

Mattie thought it was for the reason that consolation might be required
at any moment, and that Sidney was ignorant of Harriet's intention to
stay a few weeks at Great Suffolk Street--but Harriet Wesden on the
scene was no reason for Mattie to relinquish her rights. Besides, she
had confidence in her own powers of breaking the news--and the unopened
death-warrant on the mantel-piece was evidence of Harriet Wesden's
rights being at an end.

The story was told by degrees then--what Mr. Sidney had said to Mattie
and wished her to do,--told with a gentleness and earnestness which did
credit to Mattie's powers, and proved what a thoughtful, gentle woman
she was becoming. Under the circumstances, also, she made the best of
it, and though Mr. Hinchford pulled at his stock, and ruffled his white
hair, and took a long while to understand it, yet it was a successful
revelation.

"Always considerate, Mr. Sidney is," said Mattie, in conclusion; "most
sons would have spoken out the truth at once, and gone away, leaving
their fathers wholly miserable; he went at the subject like a daughter
almost--didn't he, sir?"

Mr. Hinchford had felt inclined to believe himself treated childishly,
till Mattie put the question in this new light.

"Ah! he did----" he burst forth with; "he's a dear lad! What a lucky
girl that Harriet Wesden is!"

Time passed on, and no Sidney's return. The nights drew in closer yet,
and with their lengthier darkness deepened the shadows round the lives
of all our characters. Sidney had stated his intention to write no
letters, but they were expected nevertheless, and Harriet began to fancy
that it was a little strange--as strange as her interest in Sidney and
his movements, now that she had given him up for ever! A letter for
herself, from Miss Eveleigh, diverted her attention somewhat--it had
been sent to Camberwell and posted on by her father.


what jealous of Mattie being entrusted with it in her stead. 

 " He wrote to me the night he leave -- why didn't he necessitate me to console his 
 father, I wonder? " 

 Mattie think it was for the cause that consolation might be required 
 at any moment, and that Sidney was ignorant of Harriet's purpose to 
 stay a few weeks at Great Suffolk Street -- but Harriet Wesden on the 
 scene was no rationality for Mattie to relinquish her rights. Besides, she 
 suffer confidence in her own ability of breaking the news -- and the unopened 
 death - warrant on the mantel - piece was evidence of Harriet Wesden's 
 rights being at an goal. 

 The story was told by degrees then -- what Mr. Sidney had read to Mattie 
 and wished her to do,--told with a gentleness and earnestness which did 
 recognition to Mattie's powers, and proved what a thoughtful, gentle woman 
 she was become. Under the circumstances, also, she made the best of 
 it, and though Mr. Hinchford pulled at his stock, and ruffled his white 
 hair, and took a long while to understand it, yet it was a successful 
 revelation. 

 " Always considerate, Mr. Sidney is, " said Mattie, in conclusion; " most 
 sons would have talk out the truth at once, and gone aside, leaving 
 their fathers wholly miserable; he went at the national like a daughter 
 almost -- didn't he, sir? " 

 Mr. Hinchford had felt inclined to believe himself treat childishly, 
 till Mattie put the question in this new light. 

 " Ah! he did---- " he burst forth with; " he's a costly lad! What a lucky 
 girl that Harriet Wesden is! " 

 Time passed on, and no Sidney's restitution. The night drew in closer yet, 
 and with their lengthier darkness deepen the shadows round the lives 
 of all our character. Sidney had submit his intention to write no 
 letter, but they were expected however, and Harriet began to fancy 
 that it was a little strange -- as foreign as her interest in Sidney and 
 his movements, now that she had given him up for always! A letter for 
 herself, from Miss Eveleigh, diverted her attention somewhat -- it had 
 been transport to Camberwell and posted on by her don.
whah jealous of Mattie beinn entrusted with it in ier stezd.

"He wroge to me the night he left--whb dien't ht ask me to console his
fatheg, I wondee?"

Matuie thought it was for thc reaaln tkav consolation mlght be reqgired
at any mokevt, and that Sidney was ignorant of Hawriet's onhention to
stay a ftw reeka at Great Suffolk Street--but Harrist Wesdtn on the
scene was no reason for Mattie to rflineuish her rights. Bfsides, she
hqd cjbfidence in fer own powers of breaiing the news--and the unopened
dexth-waxrant on thg jajjel-piece was evidvnce of Harricn Wesdet's
rightx being at an cnd.

Thx stiry was told by degrexs then--what Mr. Sidnei had said tk Mattie
and wishee yer tm do,--dold qitf a gxntmeness anv earnestneas which die
credit to Mattie's kowqgx, and proved what w ehoughtful, gentle woman
she was becoming. Unser the circumstances, aoso, she made the best of
it, and though Mr. Hinchford pulled at his stock, and ruffned hms whnbc
haif, ajd took a long while to understand it, yet it rzs a successful
revclation.

"Always consodfrsje, Mr. Sidney ir," said Maftie, in conclusion; "most
sogs woyld have fpokrn out the truth at once, ane gone away, jwaving
their fatherd wholly mireranle; hr went at the subject lnke a saughter
almlst--didn't gd, sir?"

Mr. Hinchfora hsd felt inclined to believe rimself tceateb childirhly,
jill Maetie put tje qucvtion in this new pight.

"Ch! he did----" he bugst forth with; "he's a dear lad! Wiet a lucky
girk dhan Harriet Wesdcn is!"

Time passeq on, and no Sibney's recurn. Tfe nights srew in closer yet,
wnd with theis lengthier derkness dqepebed rhe shaauws round the kives
of all our chaeacters. Sidney had stxfed his intentiin uo write no
lettets, cut tjeb werq expected neeertfeldxs, ana Harritc bcgav to fancy
that it was a nittme strange--as stranbe as her unterest in Sidney anc
his movements, now that shx had bivgn him up for ever! A letter for
gerself, fgom Miss Eveleidh, dlverjed her attzntion somewhat--it had
been sent to Camberxell and posted on by hwr father.


what jealous of Mattie being entrusted with her "He wrote me the night me console his father, wonder?" Mattie thought was for the reason that consolation be required at any moment, and that Sidney was ignorant of Harriet's intention stay a few weeks at Great Suffolk Street--but Harriet Wesden on the scene no for to her rights. Besides, she had confidence in her own powers of breaking the news--and the unopened on the mantel-piece was evidence of Harriet Wesden's being at an end. story was told by degrees Mr. had said Mattie wished to do,--told with gentleness and earnestness which did credit to Mattie's powers, and proved what a thoughtful, gentle woman she becoming. Under also, she the of and though Mr. at his stock, and ruffled his took a long while to understand it, yet was a revelation. "Always considerate, Mr. Sidney is," Mattie, in conclusion; "most sons would have spoken the truth at once, and gone away, leaving their fathers wholly miserable; he went at like a daughter almost--didn't sir?" Mr. Hinchford felt to himself childishly, till put the question in this new light. "Ah! he did----" he forth with; "he's a dear lad! What a lucky girl Wesden Time passed on, no Sidney's return. The drew closer yet, and with darkness the lives all characters. Sidney had stated intention to write no letters, they were expected nevertheless, that it was a little strange--as strange as interest in Sidney and his movements, now she had given him up for ever! A letter for herself, from Eveleigh, diverted somewhat--it had been sent to Camberwell and posted by her father.
what jealous of Mattie being eNtrusted wiTh it iN heR stEaD.

"He wRote To me the night he LEft--wHy didn't he ask me to consolE his
fAtHEr, I wONdEr?"

MatTie thouGHt IT Was FoR tHe rEaSOn That cOnsOlation Might be reqUirEd
At any moment, aND tHat Sidney wAs iGnorant of HarRieT's inteNtIon TO
stay A feW weekS at GreAT SuffoLk Street--bUt hArriet wEsden on THE
sCene Was no reason for MatTIe TO relinquish her Rights. beSIdES, She
Had Confidence In Her owN Powers oF BrEAKIng THe news--and the uNopened
deatH-WarRant on ThE maNTel-pieCe was EvIDenCe of Harriet wesdEn's
rights Being aT An end.

ThE Story waS told bY deGreEs thEN--wHaT Mr. siDNey HAd SaiD To MAttie
and WiShEd her To do,--TOLD With A geNtleNess aNd earnestness WhiCh diD
CreDit to mattiE's poWeRs, and Proved What a ThOughtful, gentle wOman
She was becOmiNg. undEr The ciRCumstaNceS, alSo, she maDe the beST of
It, AND ThOugh Mr. Hinchford pulLeD AT hIs stock, aNd ruffLEd HiS White
haiR, aNd tOok a LONg whiLe to UNdErstand iT, yet it WAs A sUccessfUl
RevelaTiOn.

"ALwaYs conSIderAte, Mr. SIdney is," sAid MaTTie, in conclusioN; "Most
sons would HAvE SPoKEn ouT thE truth at oncE, and GOne aWay, lEAvIng
THeir fAtherS wHOlLY miserable; he went at tHe SubjecT like A daughter
almoSt--didn't he, sIR?"

mR. HinchfoRd haD FeLT inclined to belIeve hImself treaTEd childiShly,
tIll MattiE put the quESTion in thIs nEw lIghT.

"Ah! HE DiD----" he burst forth WITh; "he'S a Dear lad! whaT a lucky
GirL thAt HArrIeT Wesden is!"

time passEd On, AnD nO SiDney's REturn. The NiGhtS dRew In cloSEr yet,
aNd witH theIr LeNGthIer darkNEsS DEepeNeD tHe shAdoWs Round The lIVes
Of all ouR characteRs. SIDney HaD sTated hiS intention to wRiTe no
letterS, bUt tHey werE EXpected nEvertheless, and Harriet beGAn to fanCy
tHat it Was a Little strAngE--as strAngE As her iNteresT in SiDnEy aND
His moVEMeNts, NoW that she haD GIveN him uP fOr evEr! A lettEr for
herself, from MiSS EvEleigh, diverteD heR attENTiOn sOMeWHat--It HAd
bEEN sent to CamberweLl and posteD oN By Her father.


what jealous of Mattie bei ng entrust ed wi thitin  her  ste ad.

"He wrote to m e the night he left--w hy di dn ' t he as k meto cons o le h isfa th er,  I wo nder? "
Mattiethought it  wa sfor the reas o nthat conso lat ion might be  re quired 
a t a n y mom ent , and  thatS idneywas ignor an t  of Ha r riet'si n te ntio n to
stay a few w e ek s  at Great Suff olk St re e t- - b utHar riet Wesde non th e 
scenew as n o  re a son for Matti e to relinq u ish  her r ig hts .  Besid es, s he had  confidence  inher own p owerso f break i ng thenews-- and  th e un o pe ne d
d ea t h-w a rr ant onthe mant el -p iecewase v i d ence  of  Har rietWesden's
righ tsbein g  at  an e nd.
Thest ory w as tol d byde grees then--wha t Mr . Sidneyhad  s aid  t o Mat t ie
and  wi she d her t o do,-- t old  w i t h  a  gentleness and ea rn e s tn ess whic h didc re di t  to Matt ie 'spowe r s , and  pro v ed  what athough t fu l,  gentle  w oman
s he  wa s b ecomi n g. U nder t he circu mstan c es, also, shem ade the besto fi t ,a nd t hou gh Mr. Hinc hfor d  pul leda this stock , and  r u ff l ed his white
hair,an d took  a lo ng while to u nderstandi t ,  yet itwasa  s u ccessful
revel ation .

"Always consider ate,Mr. Sidn ey is," s a i d Mattie , i n c onc lus i o n;  "most
sons w o u ld h av e spoke n o ut thetru thatonc e,  and gone  away, l ea vi ng 
t hei r fat h ers whol ly  mi se rab le; h e  wentat th e su bj ec t  li ke a da u gh t e r
al mo st --di dn' the, s ir?" 
Mr . Hinch ford hadfel t  inc li ne d to be lieve himself  t reated chi ld ish ly,
ti l l  Mattieput the question in thi s  new li ght .

"A h! h e did---- " h e burs t f o rth wi th; "h e's a  d ear l ad! W h a ta l uc ky
girl th a t  Ha rriet  W esde n is!"
Time passed on, a n d n o Sidney's re tur n. T h e  n igh t sd rew  i n  cl o s er yet,
and wit h their le ng t hi er darknes s  de ep ened th e shado ws ro u nd thelives
ofall our c ha ract e r s.Sidney had  statedhis inten t ion t o  w ritenoletter s,  bu t the y were exp ected  never th eless,  andHa rriet be gan to fancy
that it wa s a li ttlestr ange--asstr a nge  as her i nter est in Sid ney  an d
his  mo v ement s, n o wtha t  shehadg iven himu pfor e ve r! A letter f o r
h ersel f,f rom Mi ss E veleigh, diverted her attentionsome w h at- -it hadbe en sent to Cam ber we l l  and pos te d on by her  father. 

what jealous_of Mattie_being entrusted with it_in her_stead.

"He_wrote to_me_the night he_left--why didn't he_ask me to console_his
father, I wonder?"

Mattie_thought_it was for the reason that consolation might be required
at any moment, and that_Sidney_was ignorant_of_Harriet's_intention to
stay a few weeks_at Great Suffolk Street--but Harriet_Wesden on_the
scene was no reason for Mattie to relinquish_her_rights. Besides, she
had_confidence in her own powers of breaking the news--and_the unopened
death-warrant on the mantel-piece was_evidence of Harriet_Wesden's
rights_being_at an end.

The story_was told by degrees then--what Mr._Sidney had said to Mattie
and wished_her to do,--told with a gentleness and_earnestness which did
credit to Mattie's powers,_and proved what a thoughtful,_gentle woman
she_was becoming. Under the circumstances,_also, she made_the best_of
it, and though_Mr. Hinchford pulled at his stock,_and ruffled his_white
hair, and took a long while_to_understand it, yet_it_was_a successful
revelation.

"Always_considerate, Mr. Sidney_is,"_said Mattie,_in_conclusion; "most
sons would have spoken out_the_truth at once, and gone away, leaving
their_fathers wholly miserable; he_went_at the subject like_a daughter
almost--didn't he, sir?"

Mr. Hinchford_had felt inclined to believe himself_treated childishly,
till_Mattie put_the question in this new light.

"Ah! he did----" he burst forth_with; "he's a dear lad! What_a lucky
girl that Harriet_Wesden is!"

Time_passed_on, and no_Sidney's_return. The_nights drew in closer yet,
and with their_lengthier darkness_deepened the shadows round the lives
of_all our characters. Sidney_had_stated his intention to write no
letters,_but they were expected nevertheless, and_Harriet began to fancy
that it_was_a_little strange--as strange as her_interest in Sidney and
his movements, now_that she had_given him up for ever! A letter_for
herself,_from Miss Eveleigh, diverted her attention_somewhat--it_had
been sent to Camberwell and posted_on_by_her father.

