ratory to making some reply, when he was suddenly pulled back by a young gentleman who occupied the other corner of the chaise, and who eagerly demanded what was the news.
"In a word," cried the gentleman, "better or worse;"
"Better—much better," replied Oliver hastily.
"Thank Heaven!" exclaimed the gentleman. "You are sure?"
"Quite, sir," replied Oliver; "the change took place only a few hours ago, and Mr. Losberne says that all danger is at an end."
The gentleman said not another word, but, opening the chaise-door, leaped out, and, taking Oliver hurriedly by the arm, led him aside.
"This is quite certain?—there is no possibility of any mistake on your part, my boy, is there;" demanded the gentleman in a tremulous voice. " Pray do not deceive me by awakening any hopes that are not to be fulfilled."
"I would not for the world, sir," replied Oliver. "Indeed you may believe me. Mr.