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him for. She was the picture of a happy bride, rayonnante de joie et d'amour.
Mr. Crotchet told the Reverend Doctor Folliott the news of the morning. "As you predicted," he said, "your friend, the learned friend, is in office; he has also a title; he is now Sir Guy de Vaux."
THE REV. DR. FOLLIOTT.
Thank heaven for that! he is disarmed from further mischief. It is something, at any rate, to have that hollow and wind-shaken reed rooted up for ever from the field of public delusion.
MR. CROTCHET.
I suppose, Doctor, you do not like to see a great reformer in office; you are afraid for your vested interests.
THE REV. DR. FOLLIOTT.
Not I, indeed, sir; my vested interests are
