make room for him. The recollection of his father's warning words, however,
came across Godfrey's mind; he bowed an answer to a motion that invited him
to the dangerous seat, and continued standing with an air of safe respect.

"I hope you will have the goodness to express to Mrs. Percy how much I
felt her kindness to me last night, when--when I wanted it so much. There
is something so soothing, so gentle, so indulgent about Mrs. Percy, so
_loveable!_"

"She is very good, very indulgent, indeed," said Godfrey, in a tone of
strong affection,--"very _loveable_--that is the exact word."

"I fear it is not English," said Miss Hauton.

"_Il merite bien de l'etre_," said Godfrey.

A profound silence ensued.--Colonel Hauton came up to this pair, while they
were still silent, and with their eyes fixed upon the ground.

"D----d agreeable you two seem," cried the colonel.--"Buckhurst, you have
always so much to say for yourself, do help your cousin here: I'm sure I
know how to pity him, for many a time the morning after a ball, I've been
with my partner in just as bad a quandary--without a word to throw to a
dog."

"Impossible, surely, colonel, when you had such a fine animal as this,"
said Godfrey, caressing Pompey, who lay at his feet. "Where did you get
this handsome dog?"

The colonel then entered into the history of Pompey the Great. "I was