Once Aboard the Lugger-- The History of George and his Mary

Wyvern In

hat had terminated in the cab adventure nearly three months before. Of all his student friends who would give him a bed, Mr. Franklyn, because in a way associated with his Mary,

the July exam, when we went

ad over the recollection. "That waitress you left m

ded with some account of the love between him and his Mary; skipped all details relating to the cat; ca

s a rum thing you should be placed like that, G

y-in love, youth warms

early. I've got myself into a brute of a fix over a

at. "Who cares a damn about your lager-beer

d a letter in reply to one received from the lager

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righter trim-apologised for his over-night abruptness; apologised for

time, old chap," he said. "I shall dash in to fix up with the De

slice of bacon. "You can't, old c

: "Filled! Wha

. Simpson's got

oss of Runnygate everything had depended upon this appo

"What the blazes does Simmy mean by

fter you'd qualified. If Simmy hadn't taken i

At length, "I suppose there are se

said Mr. Franklyn. "I was

pital; made for the Dean's office. Here disaster was confirmed. Simpson had already taken the Yorkshire place; the Dean had no oth

e speech. Runnygate and all that Runnygate meant-the dear little home, the tight little practice, the tremendous

ok his

nce, the man who's leaving it, is coming to see me at five th

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for that hideous cat enterprise. Had he never undertaken it, had he continued instead to entreat and implore,

m a home where she might comfortably have stayed till he was in position to marry her; further, he had just missed the assistantship w

ment of her overnight. Arrived at Meath Street, admitted by Mrs.

indow. With dim eyes she had been gazing for her George

the door b

alled, arms

she flun

desperate as only love

ands. He told his gloomy tale; she patted the more lovingly-assured him th

t's all that infernal cat, Mary," he gr

ere's that other brute?-the b

"I've just fed

cat which had wrought the fearful dis

rge growled; s

cat again t

, dear," Mary told him

eated. "Done no harm!" he cried. He took a step to the window. "Done

saw Bill Wyvern disappear be

in the passage; foo

tten all about old

ill en