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13, GREAT MARLBOROUGH STREET.
THE FIRST QUARREL,
“And I have still more news for you, Sydney," said his wife on his return home; and she informed him of the unexpected visit of her relatives, and their proposals to become sponsors to her boy; and while speaking she narrowly watched the effect of her words; "our little friend, Edith, is to be the wife of Hubert Trevanion."
“By Jove ! he is a lucky fellow!" was the
reply of Elphinstone, as his cheek became flushed with genuine pleasure.
“Very ;” pursued Ida; "that is, of course, should the marrriage ever take place, which I confess appears improbable.”
“Why so ?” was the eager enquiry.
“Because," she continued; “if I am not greatly mistaken, my poor cousin's days are numbered."
“My dear Ida, what can have induced so fearful an apprehension ?”
“The unnatural and settled flush upon his cheek, and the extraordinary brightness of his eyes.
I am familiar with the symptoms, Sydney. Hubert Trevanion is consumptive.”
“ Poor dear Edith !” murmured Elphinstone.
“ You should rather, I think, say, poor dear Hubert !” exclaimed his wife, impatiently.
“ And so I do, my love, I pity them both from my soul; but my instant sympathy for Edith grew out of the conviction of what my own feelings, would have been had I lost you