Charles, I shall live to see the Reverend Charles Danvers in a surplice, preaching his first sermon on the ninth commandment." "At any rate, he is practising the fifth under difficulties at this moment," said Marston, as Charles winced and turned his back on the parental sick-bed.

"Come, my boy, we are losing time." "Will somebody have the goodness to restrain Middleton if he gets excited ?" said Charles.

"I am afraid he won't like part of what I have got to say." "Nonsense, sir!" I replied, with warmth.

"I hope I can restrain myself as well as any man, even under such provocation as I have lately received.

You may depend on me, sir, that--" "We lose time," said Marston, seating himself by me, and cutting short what I was saying in an exceedingly brusque manner.