Miss Castleton! Her father is the county member." "And who is this Mr.Coventry ?" asked Henry.
"Oh, he is a landed gentleman, but spends his tin in Hillsborough; and you can't blame him.

Mr.Coventry?
Why, that is Miss Carden's intended." "Her intended!" gasped Henry.
"I mean her beau.

The gentleman she is going to marry, they say." Henry Little turned cold, and a tremor ran through him; but he did not speak a word; and, with Spartan fortitude, suppressed all outward sign of emotion.

He laid the paper down patiently, and went slowly away.
Loyal to his friend even in this bitter moment, he called at Bayne's place and left word with the landlady that Mr.Bayne was not wanted at the works any more that day.
But he could not bear to talk to Bayne about his plans.

They had lost their relish.