`Itmaynotbeheafterall；andifitis，andifhedoannoyme——itshallbeforthelasttime——Iamdetermined，iftherebepowerinwordsandlooksagainstcoolimpudenceandmawkishsentimentalitysoinexhaustibleashis。’
Thehorsesoonovertookme，andwasreinedupclosebesideme。
ItwasMr。Hargrave。Hegreetedmewithasmileintendedtobesoftandmelancholy，buthistriumphantsatisfactionathavingcaughtmeatlast，soshonethrough，thatitwasquiteafailure。AfterbrieflyansweringhissalutationandinquiringaftertheladiesattheGrove，Iturnedawayandwalkedon；buthefollowed，andkepthishorseatmyside：itwasevidentheintendedtobemycompanionalltheway。
`Well！Idon’tmuchcare。Ifyouwantanotherrebuff，takeit——andwelcome，’wasmyinwardremark。`Nowsir，whatnext？’
Thisquestion，thoughunspoken，wasnotlongunanswered：afterafewpassingobservationsuponindifferentsubjects，hebegan，insolemntones，thefollowingappealtomyhumanity：