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Yonge, Charlotte Mary, 1823-1901

"Chantry House"

He is not up till after I have to be at our place, and
he does not often spend an evening at home. He is such a popular
fellow, and has so many friends and engagements.'
'Ay, and of what sort? Can't you tell? or will you not? I sent him
up to you, thinking you a steady fellow who might influence him for
good.'
The colour rushed into Clarence's face, as he answered, looking up
and speaking low, 'Have I not forfeited all such hopes?'
'Nonsense! You've lived down that old story long ago. You would
make your mark, if you only showed a little manliness and force of
character. Griffith was always fond of you. Can't you do anything
to hinder him from ruining his own life and that sweet girl's
happiness?'
'I would--I would give my life to do so!' exclaimed Clarence, in
warm, eager tones. 'I have tried, but he says I know nothing about
it, and it is very dull at our rooms for him. I have got used to
it, but you can't expect a fellow like Griff to stay at home, with
no better company than me, and do nothing but read law.'
'Then you DO know,' began my father; but Clarence, with full self-
possession, said, 'I think you had better ask me no more questions,
papa. I really know nothing, or hardly anything, personally of his
proceedings. I went to one supper with him, after going to the
play, and did not fancy it; besides, it almost unfitted me for my
morning's work; nor does it answer for me to sit up for him--it only
vexes him, as if I were watching him.


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