I felt proud and happy of the acquisition.
The afternoon of that memorable day, my uncle sent for me into the drawing-room to witness the transfer of some law papers.

His clients were two ladies, young and agreeable.

While I was writing from Mr.
Moncton's dictation, I perceived, with no small degree of trepidation, that the younger was regarding me with earnest attention; and in spite of myself my cheeks flushed and my hand trembled.

After my part of the business was concluded Mr.Moncton told me to withdraw.

As I left the room, I heard Miss Mary Beaumont say, in a low voice to her sister--my uncle having stepped into the adjoining apartment: "What a handsome young man! Who is he ?" "Oh, the clerk, of course." "He looks a gentleman." "A person of no consequence, by his shabby dress and awkward manners." I closed the door, and walked hastily away.