LXXIV. AN ANGRY COLLOQUY
LXXV. MATHEW KEARNEY'S REFLECTIONS
LXXVI. VERY CONFIDENTIAL CONVERSATION
LXXVII. TWO YOUNG LADIES ON MATRIMONY
LXXVIII. A MISERABLE MORNING
LXXIX. PLEASANT CONGRATULATIONS
LXXX. A NEW ARRIVAL
LXXXI. AN UNLOOKED-FOR CORRESPONDENT
LXXXII. THE BREAKFAST-ROOM
LXXXIII. THE GARDEN BY MOONLIGHT
LXXXIV. NEXT MORNING
LXXXV. THE END



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SHE SUFFERED HER HAND TO REMAIN

'WHAT LARK HAVE YOU BEEN ON, MASTER JOE?'

'ONE MORE SITTING I MUST HAVE, SIR, FOR THE HAIR'

'HOW THAT SONG MAKES ME WISH WE WERE BACK AGAIN WHERE I HEARD IT FIRST'

HE ENTERED, AND NINA AROSE AS HE CAME FORWARD

'YOU ARE RIGHT, I SEE IT ALL,' AND NOW HE SEIZED HER HAND AND KISSED IT