pathetically, and then extracted that which had once been a black morocco pocket-wallet, of capacious size, from his coat-pocket. Years of constant friction had worn away its external beauties, but had materially added to its internal charms. A thick roll of notes was pulled from its secret depths, and, with a generous glow of pride sparkling in his eyes, Mr. Bolton handed the money to Fanny, saying, his old woman was banker, and, from the way she managed the exchequer, he thought women were the best fund-holders. "There's two hundred and fifty pounds, as Will's fortune," said he, "which is sufficient for a pretty start; and, when I am run to earth, there will be twice as much more." Fanny found herself seized hold of imme diately after this address, and her face tingled for some minutes from sundry rough and very ardent kisses. Kate and Agnes then presented their bridal gifts, consisting of a pretty wedding dress, bonnet, and etceteras, to Fanny, while William received a plain, but valuable watch and seals. "That's over," said the squire. "Now for some mulled wine, to drink a merry Christmas, and then to bed, for to-morrow we must be fresh and gay as larks." 66 Stop one moment," said the clergyman ; "I've not added my mite.' Two volumes, neatly bound, were taken in the curate's thin, white fingers, and, as he gave one to each, a breathless silence ensued. His lips moved, but no sound escaped them. Short was the blessing; but, if ever a whispered prayer was wafted to Heaven, that one was heard there. END OF VOL. I. LONDON: F. SHOBERL, JUN., 51, RUPERT STREET, HAYMARKET, |