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162 HIS GRACE. CHAPTER XIII. THE MAGNANIMITY OF MR. BURGESS. HuRSTBOURNE and his mother left on the following morning. They were both of them most cordial and friendly in their manner of bidding us farewell, and a good deal was said about my promise that I would entrust Nora to Lady Charles’s care during the coming London season; but I need not say that I had no in- tention of parting with my sister ; nor, as I could plainly perceive, in spite of her apparent acquiescence, had she any idea of profiting by the glittering opportunity offered to her. They drove off at last, and, I dare say, forgot our existence before they reached the station ; and Iam free to confess that the Castle seemed very big and . empty and dreary without them. “Rien n'est changé,”’ Louis XVIII. is reported to have said, when he was restored to his loving subjects, “ 2/7’ y a qguun Francais de plus ;” and so it was with us and with our life. Nothing was changed; there was only one person (for the other hardly counted) the less; but units, of course, often stand for more than thousands, and that is why it is difficult to believe that Zouis Je Desire, who was no fool, can ever have uttered so silly a speech as that ascribed to him under the guise of an epigram. As for my sister and myself, we tried to pre- tend that we enjoyed being once more alone, and that Eomichboo “S (El) m