Europe is not large enough to afford any one man), Wamba, sir, was less
gifted by nature, less refined by education, than Sir Isaac; but he was a
safe and trustworthy companion: Wamba, sir, was--an opossum."

GEORGE MORLEY.--"Alas, my dear Mr. Waife, I fear that men must have
behaved very ill to you."

WAIFE.--"I have no right to complain. I have behaved very ill to myself.
When a man is his own enemy, he is very unreasonable if he expect other
men to be his benefactors."

GEORGE MORLEY (with emotion).--"Listen, I have a confession to make to
you. I fear I have done you an injury, where, officiously, I meant to do
a kindness." The scholar hurried on to narrate the particulars of his
visit to Mrs. Crane. On concluding the recital, he added, "When again I
met you here, and learned that your Sophy was with you, I felt
inexpressibly relieved. It was clear then, I thought, that your
grandchild had been left to your care unmolested, either that you had
proved not to be the person of whom the parties were in search, or family
affairs had been so explained and reconciled that my interference had
occasioned you no harm. But to-day I have a letter from my father which
disquiets me much. It seems that the persons in question did visit
Gatesboro', and have maligned you to Mr. Hartopp. Understand me, I ask
for no confidence which you may be unwilling to give; but if you will arm
me with the power to vindicate your character from aspersions which I
need not your assurance to hold unjust and false, I will not rest till
that task be triumphantly accomplished."

WAIFE (in a tone calm but dejected).--"I thank you with all my heart.
But there is nothing to be done. I am glad that the subject did not