Lord Kilgobbin : a tale of Ireland in our own time . leave to-day, and shallbe ill England by middle of next ivcelc.—Atlee. Walpole looked keenly at the others face as he read the paper,to mark what signs of interest or eagerness the tidings might evoke.There was, however, nothing to be read in those cold and quietfeatures. I am glad he is coming back, said he, at length. Let ussee: he can reach Marseilles by Monday, or even Sunday night. Idont see why he should not be here Wednesday, or Thursday atfarthest. By the way, Cecil, tell me something about our friend—who is he? Dont know, my lord. D

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Lord Kilgobbin : a tale of Ireland in our own time . leave to-day, and shallbe ill England by middle of next ivcelc.—Atlee. Walpole looked keenly at the others face as he read the paper,to mark what signs of interest or eagerness the tidings might evoke.There was, however, nothing to be read in those cold and quietfeatures. I am glad he is coming back, said he, at length. Let ussee: he can reach Marseilles by Monday, or even Sunday night. Idont see why he should not be here Wednesday, or Thursday atfarthest. By the way, Cecil, tell me something about our friend—who is he? Dont know, my lord. D
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Lord Kilgobbin : a tale of Ireland in our own time . leave to-day, and shallbe ill England by middle of next ivcelc.—Atlee. Walpole looked keenly at the others face as he read the paper,to mark what signs of interest or eagerness the tidings might evoke.There was, however, nothing to be read in those cold and quietfeatures. I am glad he is coming back, said he, at length. Let ussee: he can reach Marseilles by Monday, or even Sunday night. Idont see why he should not be here Wednesday, or Thursday atfarthest. By the way, Cecil, tell me something about our friend—who is he? Dont know, my lord. Dont know ! How came you acquainted with him ? Met him at a country-house, where I happened to break myarm, and took advantage of this young fellows skill in surgery toengage his services to carry me to town. Theres the whole of it. Is he a surgeon? No, my lord, any more than he is fifty other things, of whichhe has a smattering. Has he any means—any private fortune ? I suspect not. Who and what are his family ? Ai-c there Atlees in Ireland ?. .-.^-. -J atlees message. 3G7 There mav he, my lord. There was an Atlee, a college porter,ill Dublin; but I heard our friend say that they were only distantlyrelated. He could not help watching Lady ]\Iaude as he said this, and wasrejoiced to see a sudden twitch of her lower lip, as if in pain. You evidently sent him over to me, then, on a very meagreknowledge of the man, said his lordship, rebukingly. I believe, my lord, I said at the time that I had by me a cleverfellow, who wrote a good hand, could copy correctly, and wassufficient of a gentleman in his manners to make intercourse withhim easy, and not disagreeable. A very guarded recommendation, said Lady Maude, with asmile. Was it not, Maude? continued he, his eyes flashing withtriumphant insolence. I found he could do more than copy a despatch—I found hecould write one. He replied to an article in the Edinhnrgli onTurkey, and I saw him write it as I did not know there was ano

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