I--we--I am sorry to say my father has brought us rather unpleasant news." She knew not whether it was a stroke of policy, or grossly imprudent, to make this confession.

But it came to her lips, and she uttered it half in recklessness.

It affected Mr.Musselwhite strangely.

His countenance fell, and a twinge seemed to catch one of his legs; at the same time it made him fluent.
"I grieve to hear that, Miss Denyer; I grieve indeed.

Your departure would have been bad enough, but I really grieve to think you should have cause of distress." "Thank you for your sympathy, Mr.Musselwhite." "But perhaps we may meet again in England, for all that?
Will you permit me to give you my London address--a--a little club that I belong to, and where my friends often send letters?
I mean that I should be so very glad if it were ever possible for me to serve you in any trifle.
As you know, I don't keep any--any establishment in England at present; but possibly--as you say, there is no anticipating the future.