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r advice of counsel for your protection。〃
Alfred wrote as requested； and Mr。 Compton put the paper in his drawer； remarking； 〃With this I can proceed by law or equity； even should you get into the asylum again。〃 He then dismissed Alfred somewhat abruptly； but with an invitation to call again after three clear days。 Like most ardent suitors after their first interview with passionless law； he went away sadly chilled； and so home to his cheerless lodging； to count the hours till he could see Julia； and learn his fate from her lips。
This very morning a hasty note came to Edward from Folkestone； worded thus：
〃Oh； Edward： my worst misgivings！ The two have parted。 Poor papa has taken a man's boat and is in sight。 We shall follow directly in a steamboat。 But the other！ You know my fears； you must be father and mother to that poor child till I come homeYour sad mother；
〃LUCY DODD。〃
Julia held out her hand for the note。 Edward put it in his pocket。
〃What is that for？〃 said the young lady。
〃Why surely I may put my own property in my pocket。〃
〃Oh； certainly。 I only want to look at it first。〃
〃Excuse me。〃
〃Are you in earnest； Edward？ Not let me see dear mamma's letter？〃 and the vivid face looked piteously surprised。
〃Oh； I'll tell you the contents。 Papa had got to Folkestone and taken a boat； and gone to sea： then mamma took a steamboat and after him： so she will soon catch him； and is not that a comfort？〃
〃Oh； yes；〃 cried Julia； and was for some time too interested and excited to think of anything else。 But presently she returned to the charge。 〃Anything else； dear？〃
〃Humph？ Well； not of equal importance。〃
〃Oh； if it is of no importance； there can be no reason for not telling me。 What was it？〃
Edward coloured but said nothing。 He thought however； and thus ran his thoughts： 〃She's my intellectual superior and I've got to deceive her； and a nice mess I shall make of it。〃
It _is_ of importance；〃 said Julia； eyeing him。 〃You have told a story： and you don't love your sister。〃 This fulminated； she drew herself up proudly and was silent。 A minute afterwards； stealing a look at her； he saw her eyes suddenly fill with tears； _apropos_ of nothing tangible。
〃Now this is nice；〃 said he to himself
At noon she put on her bonnet to visit her district。 He put on his hat directly； and accompanied her。 Great was her innocent pleasure at that： it was the first time he had done her the honour。 She took him to her poor people； and showed him off with innocent pride。
〃Hannah； this is my brother。〃 Then in a whisper； 〃Isn't he beautiful？〃 Presently she saw him looking pale； unheard of phenomenon！ 〃There now； you are ill；〃 said she。 〃Come home directly； and be nursed。〃
〃No； no；〃 said he。 〃I only want a little fresh air。 What horrid places what horrid sights and smells！ I say； you must have no end of pluck to face them。〃
〃No； no； no。 Dearest； I pray for strength： that is how I manage。 And oh； Edward； you used to think the poor were not to be pitied。 But now you see。〃
〃Yes； I see； and smell and all。 You are a brave； good girl。 Got any salts about you？〃
〃Yes； of course。 There。 But fancy a young lion smelling salts。〃
〃A young duffer； you mean； that has passed for game through the thing not being looked into close。〃
〃Oh； you can he close enough； where I want you to be open。〃
No answer。
The next day he accompanied her again； but remained at the stairfoot while she went in to her patients； and； when she came down； asked her； Could no good Christian be found to knock that poor woman on the head who lived in a plate。
〃No good Heathen； you mean；〃 said Julia。
〃Why； yes；〃 said he； 〃the savages manage these things better。〃
He also accompanied her shopping； and smoked phlegmatically outside the shops； nor could she exhaust his patience。 Then the quick girl put this and that together。 When they were at home again and her bonnet off； she looked him in the face and said sweetly； 〃I have got a watch…dog。〃 He smiled； and said nothing。 〃Why don't you answer？〃 cried Julia impetuously。
〃Because least said is soonest mended。 Besides； I'm down upon you： you decoy me into a friendly conversation； and then you say biting things directly。〃
〃If I bite you； you sting me。 Such want of confidence！ Oh how cruel！ how cruel！ Why can you not trust me？ Am I a child？ No one is young who has suffered what I have suffered。 Secrets disunite a family： and we were so united。 And then you are so stupid； _you_ keep a secret？ Yes； like a dog in a chain； you can't hide it one bit。 You have undertaken a task you are not fit for； sir； to hide a secret you must be able to tell fibs： and you can't： not for want of badness； but cleverness to tell them smoothly； you know it； you know it； and so out of your abominable slyness you won't say a word。 There； it is no use my trying to provoke him。 I wish you were not so good…tempered； so apathetic I mean； of course。〃 Then； with one of her old rapid transitions； she began to caress him and fawn on him： she seated him in an arm…chair and herself on a footstool； and suddenly curling round his neck； murmured； 〃Dear； dear brother； have pity on a poor girl； and tell her is there any news that I have a right to hear； only mamma has given you your orders not to tell me； tell me； love！〃 This last in an exquisite whisper。
〃Let me alone； you little fascinating demon；〃 said he angrily。 〃Ask mamma。 I won't tell you a word。〃
〃Thank you！〃 she cried； bounding to her feet； 〃you _have_ told me。 He is alive。 He loves me still。 He was bewitched； seduced； deluded。 He has come to himself。 Mamma has seen him。 He wants to come and beg my pardon。 But you are all afraid I shall forgive him。 But I will not； for at the first word I'll stop his mouth； and say； 'If you were happy away from me； I suppose you would not have come back。'〃
And instantly she burst out singing； with inspired eloquence and defiance
〃Castles are sacked in war； Chieftains are scattered far； Truth is a fixed star Aileen aroon。〃
But； unable to sustain it； the poor Impetuosity dropped as quickly as she had mounted； and out went her arm on the table； and her forehead sank on her arm； and the tears began to run silently down the sweet face； so brave for a moment。
〃Wwill yyou allow me to light a cigar？〃 said Edward。 〃I'm wretched and miserable； you Tempest in petticoats； you！〃
She made him a sign of assent with the hand that was dangling languidly； but she did not speak； nor did she appeal to him any more。 Alienation was commencing。 But what was worse than speaking her mind； she was for ever at the window now； looking up and down the street； and walking with her he felt her arm often tremble； and sometimes jerk。 The secret was agitating her nerves； and destroying her tranquillity as much； or perhaps more； than if she had known all。
Mrs。 Dodd wrote from Portsmouth： whereof anon。
Mr。 Peterson called； and soon after him Mr。 Hurd。 Edward was glad to see them； especially the latter； whose visits seemed always to do Julia good。
Moreover； as Peterson and Hurd were rivals； it afforded Edward an innocent amusement to see their ill…concealed aversion to one another； and the admirable address and delicacy with which his sister conducted herself between them。
However； this pastime was cut short by Sarah coming in and saying； 〃There's a young man wants to see you； sir。〃
Julia looked up and changed colour。
〃I think he is a fireman；〃 said Sarah。 She knew very well he was a fireman； and also one of her followers。 Edward went out and found one of his late brethren； who told him a young gentleman had just been inquiring for him at the station。
〃What was he like？〃
〃Why； I was a good ways off； but I saw he was a tall one。〃
〃Six feet？〃
〃Full that。〃
〃Give you his name？'
〃No： I didn't speak to him： it was Andrew。 Andrew says he asked if there was a fireman called Dodd： so Andrew said you had left； then the swell asked where you lived； and Andrew couldn't tell him any more than it was in Pembroke Street。 So I told him； says I； 'Why couldn't you call me？ It is number sixty…six；' says I。 'Oh； he is coming back；' says Andrew。 However； I thought I'd come and tell you。〃 （And so get a word with Sarah； you sly dog。）
Edward thanked him； and put on his hat directly； for he could not disguise from himself that this visitor might be Alfred Hardie。 Indeed； what more likely？
Messrs。 Hurd and Peterson always tried to stay one another out whenever they met at 66； Pembroke Street。 However； to make sure of not leaving Julia alone； Edward went in and asked them both to luncheon； at which time he said he should be back。
As he walked rapidly to the station he grew more and more convinced that it was Alfred Hardie。 And his reflections ran like this。 〃What a headpiece mamma has！ But it did not strike her he would come to me first。 Yet how plain that looks now： for of course I'm the duffer's only clue to Julia。 These madmen are no fools； though。 And how quiet he was that night！ And he made papa go down the ladder first： that was the old Alfred Hardie； he was always generous： vain； overhearing； saucy； but noble with it all。 I liked him： he was a man that showed you his worst； and let you find his best out