The poor man, Seaton, who fought the robbers and was wounded--papa says he is a man of education, and wanted to be a clerk or something.

_Could_ you find him a place ?" "I think I can," said Wardlaw; "indeed, I am sure.

A line to White & Co.
will do it; they want a shipping clerk." "Oh, how good you are!" said Helen; and lifted her face all beaming with thanks.
The opportunity was tempting; the lover fond.

Two faces met for a single moment, and one of the two burned for five minutes after.
The basilisk eyes saw the soft collision; but the owner of those eyes did not hear the words that earned him that torture.

He lay still and bided his time.
General Rolleston's house stood clear of the town at the end of a short but narrow and tortuous lane.