here. I shall see your father.'

O no, you won't,' said Michael. 'Nobody shall see my father.'

I should like to know why,' cried his cousin.

I never make any secret of that,' replied the lawyer. 'He is too ill.'

If he is as ill as you say,' cried the other, 'the more reason for

accepting my proposal. I will see him.'

'Will you?' said Michael, and he rose and rang for his clerk.

It was now time, according to Sir Faraday Bond, the medical baronet

whose name is so familiar at the foot of bulletins, that Joseph (the

poor Golden Goose) should be removed into the purer air of Bournemouth;

and for that uncharted wilderness of villas the family now shook off

the dust of Bloomsbury; Julia delighted, because at Bournemouth she

sometimes made acquaintances; John in despair, for he was a man of city

tastes; Joseph indifferent where he was, so long as there was pen and

ink and daily papers, and he could avoid martyrdom at the office; Morris

himself, perhaps, not displeased to pretermit these visits to the city,

and have a quiet time for thought. He was prepared for any sacrifice;

all he desired was to get his money again and clear his feet of leather;

and it would be strange, since he was so modest in his desires, and the

pool amounted to upward of a hundred and sixteen thousand pounds--it

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