velling with your honour—augh!—without going to Lunnon arter all. But I shall be stronger next year, I dare to say—!"
"I hope you will, Bunting. And Miss Lester lives alone, you say?"
"Ay; and for all she be so religious, the poor about do bless her very footsteps. She does a power of good; she gave me half-a-guinea, your honour; an excellent young lady, so sensible like!"
"Thank you; I can tighten the girths!—so!—there, Bunting, there's something for old companion's sake."
"Thank your honour; you be too good, always was—baugh! But I hopes your honour be a coming to live here now; 'twill make things smile agin!"
"No, Bunting, I fear not," said Walter, spurring through the gates of the yard; "Good day."
"Augh, then," cried the Corporal, hobbling breathlessly after him, "if so be as I shan't see your honour agin, at which I am extramely con-
