And when they went away, pouring out their very hearts in grateful joy, I addressed myself to Mr. O’Hara: Sir, said I, it is proper that the payment of the additional annuity should havea commencement: let it be from Christmas last. Accept of the first payment from my own hands and I gave him one ‘251. note; and, looking at my mother, with a look of duty, for fear he should mistake, and discredit him-self in the eyes of the deepest discerner in the world, gave him the other.

He looked first upon one, then upon the other note, with surprise And then bowing to the ground, to me, and to my guardian, he stept to my mother, and presented them both to her You, madam, said he, must speak: I cannot as I ought: God send me with a whole heart out of this house! He hurried out, and when he was in the hall, wiped his eyes, and sobbed like a child, as one of the servants told my Anne.

My mother looked upon one note, as her husband had done, and upon the other; and lifting up her eyes, embraced me And would have said some-thing to my guardian, but he prevented her, by saying Emily will be always dutiful to you, madam, and respectful to Mr. O’Hara: May you be happy together!

And he led her out Was ever such condescen-sion! He led her out to her husband, who, being a little recovered, was just about to give some money to the servant, who was retiring from the offer. Nobody, said my guardian, graciously smiling, pays my servants but myself, Mr. O’Hara. They are good people, and merit my favour.

And he went to the very door with my mother. I could not. I ran back, crying for joy, into the drawing-room, when they went out of it. I could not bear myself. How could I, you know, madam? Captain Salmonet all the time wiped his eyes, shrugged his shoulders, lifted up his hands, and cried out upon Jesu; and once or twice he crossed himself: but all the time my guardian looked and acted, as if those actions and praises were nothing to be proud of.

When he came in to me, I arose, and threw my-self at his feet; but could only say, Thank you, Sir, for your goodness to my mother. He raised me.

He sat down by me: See, child (said he, and he took my hand: my heart was sensible o the favour, and throbbed with joy), what it is in the power of people of fortune to do. You have a great one. Now your mother is married, 1 have hopes of her. They will at least keep up appearances to each other, and to the world. They neither of them want sense. You have done an act of duty and benevolence both in one. The man who would grudge them this additional 2001. a year out of your for-tune, to make your parent happy, shall not have my Emily Shall he?