MR.

PARAMOR DISPOSES Mrs.Pendyce, who, in accordance with her husband's wish, still occupied the same room as Mr.Pendyce, chose the ten minutes before he got up to break to him Gregory's decision.

The moment was auspicious, for he was only half awake.
"Horace," she said, and her face looked young and anxious, "Grig says that Helen Bellew ought not to go on in her present position.

Of course, I told him that you'd be annoyed, but Grig says that she can't go on like this, that she simply must divorce Captain Bellew." Mr.Pendyce was lying on his back.
"What's that ?" he said.
Mrs.Pendyce went on "I knew it would worry you; but really"-- she fixed her eyes on the ceiling--"I suppose we ought only to think of her." The Squire sat up.
"What was that," he said, "about Bellew ?" Mrs.Pendyce went on in a languid voice and without moving her eyes: "Don't be angrier than you can help, dear; it is so wearing.

If Grig says she ought to divorce Captain Bellew, then I'm sure she ought." Horace Pendyce subsided on his pillow with a bounce, and he too lay with his eyes fixed on the ceiling.
"Divorce him!" he said--"I should think so! He ought to be hanged, a fellow like that.