Angus mad© some trite remark aboub the gay life of London, ate ministering only to the senses., and the colonel said, queru lously : 'Do you mean, Mr Bruce, bhat the de lighbs of bhe senses are nob worbh having?' 'No, sir; bub I bhink there is a certain waste of life, unless we go further than this.'

Colonel Rodney was silenb. Angus did nob know whether from approval or dissenb. Afber a short pause he .poke of the great crowd of humanity in London : 'Conbrassed with the steadfastness of nature,' he said, ' this crowd wears a look of meanness, as of straws and dust blown here and there by winds.* ' Well, Mr Bruce, some love this tide of life blown about Pall Mall and Cheapside, just as others love, heath and hill and the long-stretching downs and the sea. Every man to his taste.'

The tones were still touchy and out of sympathy. Angus was nob willing bo leave him in such a mood, and he made anobher abtempt. *I think in tho country we acquire a love for the subtle responsiveness of nature, and then we find; the turmoil of cities wearisome and vulgar.'

4 Perhaps. Ido nob know. Mr Bruce, what did you go to London for 1 "Will you Cell me ?' 4 Yes, sir. .I went to see Miss Rodney. ][ found my Hie so miserable in her absence and silence. I wenb to see her and to speak bo her.' ' Is your life less misarable now V 4 Yes, sir.' ' Have you nothing more to say to me ?' ' A greab deal more; wibh your permis ision.' He bowed, and Angus continued : 4 1 have loved Miss Rodney ever since the first moment I saw her.' 4 Yes. All men say something liko that.' 'lb may be generally true, bhough all men say ib. Ib _3 true in my case. Miss Rodney returns my affection. She does mo such greab honour ! She gives me such greab joy: I ask you, as any man ought to ask for such a pearl of womanhood, wibh all my-hearb for your sancbion to our mar riage at some future time."' 4 1 am very weary of the subject of mar riage, Mr Bruce. 