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THE PORTRAIT. 249
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" Do you not know ? " responded Sarah , looking rather disconcerted .
" How should I , when I have not heard from Mrs . Bethune for months ? " was _nry answer .
11 Ay I forgot . Well , Miss Emily , since you would not have himthe chattering magpie he met in Paris will soon be Mrs .
Mansfield , . Indeed , I am sure he is just off to London to be married , and Mrs . Bethune with him , although they did not tell me . "
And Sarah looked very irate as she gave me the information . " Never mind Master Edward" I saidto comfort her , " you
,, shall come and live with me when I am married ; if we have not a iine estate , I hope to have a merry hearth . "
The question I most wished to ask seemed to stick in my throat . I had hoped that Sarah would have spoken of Mr . Cleveland , but
she did not . One day , making a sudden effort , ( it was the day before I intended to leave Carrington , ) " How is it you have not
told me anything of Mr . Cleveland ? "I asked . 6 i Because I have nothing to tell , " was the snappish answer .
" Did you not see him before you left London for Yorkshire ?" I said " Yes , I I hop saw e you him are and well spoke , sir to , and him , he too passed , but onl on y w for ithout a moment answer ; - ,
' ing me . " iC Did he call only once to see Mrs . Bethune ?"
" Only once , " replied my tormenting companion ; " and Mrs . Bethune thought he behaved very ungraciously . "
Sarah closed her lips , and this was all I could draw from her . The puzzle was still to be a puzzle to me .
" God bless you , Miss Emily , " said the dragon , as I bade her farewell ; and forcing rather a grim smileshe added , " and
remem-, ber , whether married or single , I will come and live with you , "whenever you send for me . "
Her face brightened as we shook hands , and again I was on the road to that great Malstrom of busy life , that whirlpool in which
luxury _ancj misery go hand in hand in their circling evolutions , and in which virtue and vice in perpetual , strife chase each other . Who
can think of our great city without myriads of startling * visions rushing before the inward eye ?
The husband of Mrs . Martyn professed among other good qualities the rare virtue of not only being aware of his wife _' s sense
and powers of mind , but of actually acknowledging openly their existence , and this is an excellence seldom met with . He did not
agree entirely with her opinions ; but that was scarcely to be expectedas many of them ran counter to the popular voice , and
there are , few who care to be thought absurd or singular even in the eyes of their own circle ; and still fewer who have the courage
to oppose ancient follies if they continue to be upheld by the public -at large . Neverthelessdifference of opinion did not in the case of
Mr , and Mrs . Martyn dimin , ish the respect and affection which each .
VOX ,. VII . T
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THE PORTRAIT . 249
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