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THE CONCERT.
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her. She would unscrupulously damage a husband's purse and property, recklessly try his patience and temper: I don't think she would breathe or let another breathe on his honor".

"You are becoming her advocate", said he. "Do you wish me to resume my old chains?"

"No, I am glad to see you free, and trust that free you will long remain. Yet be, at the same time, just".

"I am so: just as Rhadamanthus, Lucy—when once I am thoroughly estranged, I cannot help being severe. But look! the King and Queen are rising. I like that Queen: she has a sweet countenance. Mamma, too, is excessively tired; we shall never get the old lady home if we stay longer".

"I tired, John?" cried Mrs. Bretton, looking at least as animated and as wide-awake as her son. "I would undertake to sit you out yet. Leave us both here till morning, and we should see which would look the most jaded by sunrise".

"I should not like to try the experiment, for, in truth, mamma, you are the most unfading of evergreens and the freshest of matrons. It must then be on the plea of your son's delicate nerves and fragile constitution that I found a petition for our speedy adjournment".

"Indolent young man! You wish you were in bed, no doubt, and I suppose you must be humored. There is Lucy, too, looking quite done up. For shame, Lucy! At your age, a week of evenings-out would not have made me a shade paler. Come away, both of you; and you may laugh at the old lady as much as you please, but, for my part, I shall take charge of the band-box and turban".

Which she did accordingly. I offered to relieve her, but was shaken off with kindly contempt; my god-mother opined that I had enough to do to take care of myself. Not standing on ceremony now, in the midst of the gay "confusion worse confounded" succeeding to the King and Queen's departure, Mrs. Bretton preceded us, and promptly made us a lane through the crowd. Graham followed, apostrophizing his mother as the most flourishing grisette it had ever been his good fortune to see charged with carriage of a band-box; he also desired me to mark her affection for the sky-blue turban, and announced his conviction that she intended one day to wear it.

The night was now very cold and very dark, but with little delay we found the carriage. Soon we were packed in it, as