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could spend the whole day with her. So the reasonable youth was cross with her for that, and for being so pleased, when he was wretched. That feeling soon wore off, however, and, being a man of business, he wrote a line to Martha Dence, and told her he should visit her on Sunday. He added, with a gleam of good-humor, "and look out, for I shall bring my lass," intending to give them all an agreeable surprise; for Jael, he knew, was an immense favorite. Next day he went on the hills with Billy, and, instead of thinking for the benefit of his enemies, as agreed with Amboyne, he set himself to hate every body, especially Miss Carden's lover, and the Hillsborough Unions. The grinders and file-cutters might die like sheep. What did he care? As much as they cared for him. Dr. Amboyne was too good for this world, and should keep his money to himself. He (Henry Little) would earn none of it, would take none of it. What invention he had should all go to outwit the Trades, and turn that old ruffian's church into his own smithy. This double master-stroke, by which he was to defeat one enemy, and secretly affront another, did make him chuckle one or twice, not with joy, but with bitterness. He awoke in a similar mood next morning: but there was eight o'clock service near, and the silver-toned bell awakened better thoughts. He dressed hurriedly, and went to church. He came back sadder, but rather less hot, less bitter: he had his breakfast, improved his toilet, went to the livery stable, and drove to "Woodbine Villa." Mr. and Miss Carden had just finished breakfast, when he drove up to the door. "Who is this?" said Mr. Carden. "What, have you forgotten Mr. Little?" "Indeed! Why, how he is dressed. I took him for a gentleman." "You were not very far wrong, papa. He is a gentleman at heart." Jael came in equipped for the ride. She was neatly dressed, and had a plain shepherd's-plaid shawl, that suited her noble bust. She looked a picture of health and happiness. "If you please, miss, he is come to take me to Cairnhope." "Oh! is it for that? And I declare you expected him, too." "Yes," said Jael, and blushed. "You never told me," said Grace, with a light touch of asperity. "I didn't feel very sure he would keep his word." "Then you don't know him as well as I do." "I haven't the chance. He speaks a deal more to you than he do to me." "Well, Jael, you needn't snub me, because you are going with Mr.
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