She is going to be married, and she will not care for you now." "Hush! papa, that is a secret at present.

Pray, Mr.Halifax, do you know Norton Bury ?" The abruptness of the question startled John, so that he only answered in a hurried affirmative.

Indeed, Mr.March left him no time for further explanation.
"I hate the place.

My late wife's cousins, the Brithwoods of the Mythe, with whom I have had--ahem!--strong political differences--live there.

And I was once nearly drowned in the Severn, close by." "Papa, don't speak of that, please," said Miss March, hurriedly; so hurriedly that I am sure she did not notice what would otherwise have been plain enough--John's sudden and violent colour.