u in them."

"Oh, do you think so?"

"Think so? I am sure of it. I put myself in her place."

"Then I will advertise in 'The Times' and the Hillsborough papers."

He went into the library and wrote several advertisements. This is the
one Jael preferred:

"H. L. to G. C. I see you are right. There shall be no vengeance except
what the law may give me, nor will I ever renew that request which
offended you so justly. I will be patient."

He had added an entreaty that she would communicate with him, but this
Jael made him strike out. She thought that might make Grace suspect his
sincerity. "Time enough to put that in a month hence, if you don't hear
from her."

This was all I think worth recording in the interview between Jael and
Henry, except that at parting he thanked her warmly, and said, "May I
give you one piece of advice in return? Mr. Richard Raby has fallen in
love with you, and no wonder. If my heart was not full of Grace I should
have fallen in love with you myself, you are so good and so beautiful;
but he bears a bad character. You are wise in other people's affairs,
pray don't be foolish in your own."

"Thank you," said Jael, a little dryly. "I shall think twice before I
give my affections to any young man."

Henry had a word with his mother before he went, and begged her not
to prepare disappointment for herself by trying to bring Jael and him
together. "Besides, she has taken a spite against me. To be sure it is
not very deep; for she gave me good advice; and I advised her not to
throw herself away on Dissolute Dick."

Mrs. Little smiled knowingly and looked very much pleased, but she said
nothing more just then. Henry Little returned to Hillsborough, and put
his advertisement in "The Times" and the Hillsborough journals.

Two days afterward Ransome called on him with the "Hillsborough
Liberal." "Is this yours?" said Ransome.

"Yes. I have reason to think she will write to me, if she sees it."

"Would you mind giving me your reason?"

Little gave it, but with so much reticence, that no other man in
Hillsborough but Ransome would have understood.

"Hum!" said he, "I think I can do something with this." A period of
expectation succeeded, hopeful at first, and full of excitement; but
weeks rolled on without a word from the fugitive, and Little's heart
sickened with hope deferred. He often wished to consult Jael Dence
again; he had a superstitious belief in her sagacity. But the
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