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the doay of yesterday's ascent, little ures of men and

mules, reduced to miniatures by the i of bells and a pleasant harht, a new fire, piled upon the feathery

ashes of the old one, shone upon a homely breakfast of loaves, butter,

and milk It also shone on the courier of the Dorrit faht up with hiether with

several other small stores which were chiefly laid in for the use of the

strong body of inconvenience Mr Gowan and Blandois of Paris had already

breakfasted, and alking up and down by the lake, sars

'Gowan, eh?'over the leaves of the book, when the courier had left them to

breakfast 'Then Gowan is the naot to

say! If it orth my while, I'd pull his nose But it isn't worth my

while--fortunately for hienerally know things of that sort' 'She is better, Edward But they are not going to-day' 'Oh! They are not going to-day! Fortunately for that fellow too,' said

Tip, 'or he and I ht better here that she should lie quiet to-day, and not be

fatigued and shaken by the ride down until to-morrow'