well; and he won't clear from Morley's under half-an-hour. It was worth any risk to see dear Fanny. After all, stolen joys are the sweetest danger of discovery gives a zest to love-interviews. If Romeo had been let in at the front door, and allowed to see Juliet in the front parlour, with Mr. and Mrs. Capulet's sanction, he would n't have enjoyed it half so much as the balcony."
With hurried reflections of this comforting description, Mr. Percival Wylde quickened his steps, and speedily reached the Railway Station.
"Down train to Hoxford, Sir?"
"Yes! when does it start?"
"The carriages are in now, Sir: but the train won't leave the platform for a quarter of an hour."
"Delightful! just the ticket! by the way, I may as well get my ticket. I shall do the Old Boy beautifully!"
At the very moment that Mr. Percival Wylde had come to this satisfactory conclusion, he heard a cab clatter up to the Station; and, the next minute, in walked—the Old Boy!
CHAPTER VI.
THE SICK MAN IS IN DANGER.
It was remarked by the eminent Stoic philosopher, Epictetus, in his admirable manual of morals, "The Enchiridion"—or, if it was not remarked by Epictetus, it might have been, if he had chanced to have thought of such a thing—that it is impolitic to enumerate the
