Zooks, sir, I say I grant it! I beg you ten thousand pardons for my vehemence.

To return,--perhaps I can show at least that I bear no malice to this poor doctor.

He has relations of his own,--silk mercers; trade has reverses.

How are they off ?" Perfectly perplexed by this very contradictory and paradoxical, yet, to one better acquainted with Sir Miles, very characteristic, benevolence, Fielden was some time before he answered.

"Those members of Dr.Mivers's family who are in trade are sufficiently prosperous; they have paid his debts,--they, Sir Miles, will receive his daughter." "By no means!" cried Sir Miles, quickly; then, recovering himself, he added, "or, if you think that advisable, of course all interference on my part is withdrawn." "Festina lente!--not so quick, Sir Miles.