beauty. I believe
he kissed Miss Baker. Indeed, I know that he made an attempt to do
so; and I think it not at all improbable that in the overflowing of
his affectionate heart, he made some overture of the same kind to the
exceedingly pretty parlour-maid who waited upon them. Whatever might
be thought of George, Sir Lionel soon became popular there, and his
popularity was not decreased when he declared that he would spend the
remainder of the autumn, and perhaps the winter, at Littlebath.

He did stay there for the winter. He had a year's furlough, during
which he was to remain in England with full pay, and he made it known
to the ladies at Littlebath that the chief object of his getting
this leave was to be present at the nuptials of dear Caroline and
his son. On one occasion he borrowed thirty pounds from Miss Baker;
a circumstance which their intimacy, perhaps, made excusable. He
happened, however, to mention this little occurrence casually to his
son, and George at once repaid that debt, poor as he was at the time.

"You could have that and whatever more you chose merely for the
asking," said Sir Lionel on that occasion, in a tone almost of
reproach.

And so the winter passed away. George, however, was not idle. He
fully intended to be called to the bar in the following autumn, and
did, to a certain extent, renew his legal studies. He did not return
to Mr. Die, prevented possibly by the difficulty he would have in
preparing the necessary funds. But his great work through the winter
and in the early spring was another small volume, which he published
in March, and which he called, "The Fallacies of Early History."

We need not give any minute criticism on this work. It will suffice
to say that the orthodox world declared it to be much more heterodox
than the last work. Heterodox, indeed! It was so bad, they said, that
there was not the least glimmer of any doxy whatever left about it.
The early history of which he spoke was altogether Bible history, and
the fallacies to which he alluded were the plainest statements of the
book of Genesis. Nay, he had called the whole story of Creation a
myth; the whole story as there given: so at least said the rabbis
of Oxford, and among them outspoke more loudly than any others the
outraged and very learned rabbis of Oriel.

Bertram however denied this. He had, he said, not called anything a
myth. There was the printed book, and one might have supposed that
it would be easy e