I tell you, there is a gulf between us and that Englishman, wider than the one young Curtius leaped into." Miss Laura was laughing merrily.

"How funny that sounds, Harry.

So he despises you," and she glanced at her good-looking cousin, and his handsome buggy and well-kept horse, and then burst into another merry peal of laughter.
Mr.Harry laughed, too.

"It does seem absurd.

Sometimes when I pass him jogging along to town in his rickety old cart, and look at his pale, cruel face, and know that he is a broken-down gambler and man of the world, and yet considers himself infinitely superior to me--a young man in the prime of life, with a good constitution and happy prospects, it makes me turn away to hide a smile." By this time we had left the river and the meadows far behind us, and were passing through a thick wood.