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VIVIAN GREY.

At last he jumped up, and rang the bell. "Come, come, Mr. Grey," said he," enough of politics for this morning. You shall not, at any rate, visit Wales for nothing. Morris! send down to the village for all the sacs and portmanteaus belonging to this gentleman. Even we cottagers have a bed for a friend, Mr. Grey:—come, and I'll introduce you to my wife."