'*  For  shame,  nunky  !**  said  Master
John ;  "  'pon  my  honour  yon  ought  to
take  example  bjr  me^  Do  yott  ever
see  me  try  to  kiss  my  aunt,  sit?  I'm
ashamed  of  you ! "

**  Why,  what  the  deueo  is  all  this
intnpus  kicked  up  about  ?  '*  exclaimed
the  baronet ;  "  haven't  I  a  right  to
salute  my  sister  in  a  brotherly  tuan-
ner,  without  all  the  idle  peot)le  in  tho
iifeighbouthood  coming  in  to  be  wit-
iiefises  ?  But  how's  this,  Arabella ;  I
see  friends  here  whom  I  scarcely  ex-
pected?" pointing  to  the  real  Mrs
Prfeston,  Who  was  leaning  on  Captain
Wallace's  arm.
