* fiyJ-w-MULLER .. Jarndyce still insisted that she must called the study. It was not a grim be nor taken by surprise, Growlery, though John Jarndyce pro- not hurried, to re- tested that it had been a quite fero- and that she must have time cious place before Dame Durden became consider before she bound her youth to an occupant of It. He declared that be- his age. So nothing was said to any fore then the wind had been east with one in Bleak House or out, and thlnge Dickens' women are not his surprising constancy. Esther only good even way till4>n® laughed, for she had learned very early went on in their quiet, "strongest" characters. Madeline Bray remembrance tokens of affectionate that whenever John met of news shook and Kate Nickleby In "Nicholas Nickle- Jarndyce some morning a startling piece that It made her feel almost ashamed or trouble that he could by;" Mary Graham In "Martin Chuzzle- disappointment them. have done so little and have won so not hide from everybody he hid himself wlt;" Rose Maylle in “Oliver Twist;'' to The news was that Mr. Tulklnghorn behind the excuse that the wind must Florence Dombey In "Dombey and Son;’’ much. had been found dead In his room, and be east. the Emma Haredale In "Barnaby Rudge;" When these six years had passed, a that he had been shot through She had so much reason to be happy, Little Dorrit in the novel of that name; heart. letter came from the lawyer saying she had such reason to be grateful, even Lizzie Hexam in "Our Mutual Her mother’s dread of the man. the that Mr. Jarndyce was about to receive that If she ever grieved over the sor- and reasons she had for wishing him dead, Friend,” Agnes Wickford in "David rowful that enfolded her his house a ward Hn chancery, and mystery pa- an instant. all remain much In the Into rushed on Esther’s mind in Copperfleld," very rents she put it away from her Instant- that he wished for Miss Summerson's For an instant she felt such a shudder background, fn this, they are trufe to ly and turned to some* work to occupy * to her. as if the dead man had touched her. life in a certain large sense. The good services as companion her mind more sensibly. From the be- Then she was indignantly sur^ of thero women, the women whom men wish to The letter gave her only five days’ ginning she had mado up her mind being no possibility of any .reason for marry, are not adventurers or adven- the five had to ask Mr. Jarndyce nothing, for she notice. When da\s passed, being afraid. turous, they are not eccentric or super- was convinced that if he knew any- she went through the school rooms to Before the shock of the event had normal. do stand he would tell her If he They not, usually, pas- thing, thought to House in seo them for the laBt time; and one girl subsided, there came Bleak sion torn between good and evil, strug- it best. Somehow, this was understood to the dead of night, in wind and sleet and which to choose. The aspect that cried; "Esther, dear, say good-bye between them. Mr. Jarndyce looked at gling storm, inspector Bucket, a famous de- to the world is the where first her with added affection (if that were they present general me here", In my room, you tective, who asked for Miss Summerson and of possible) when she let him know that harmony beauty simplicity. spoke so kindly to me!" "And otherB on a matter of life or death. She area® It is to nfake a man she trusted implicity in him. easy enough good asked her to write something "with and dressed hurriedly. Swiftly, striv- in literature. He have It was not till they had been to- interesting may ing to save every second possible, he Esther’s love;’’ and they all surrounded gether many months that he broke his his little (and big) weaknesses. He. may told her and Mr. Jarndyce that Eady her with presents and clung to silence. Then it was only to tell her even go wrong, and still remain a thor- parting Dedlock had been at the lawyer's of- Even the old that many years ago he had received oughly good male figure. But a woman her. ugly gardener who, fice on tlie night of his mur- a letter from a woman who wrote secretly couldn’t. A woman couldn’t very well she thought, noticed her In der; that when it came to her knowl- hardly,had frankly that she was living under an tramp the roads like Nicholas Nickleby, the that the had discovered all the years, came panting after assumed name. She wrote with stern edge police play with a strolling company, beat this, she had feared that she would b® coach and brought her a bunch of ger- passion about a child for which she schoolmasters and noblemen, and still re- accused of the murder, and that sh® aniums. was caring, and she spoke of it in main in our minds an of ideal had that image such remem- fled very day. down In Viorels as lived in Esther’s She was quite bowed the am her said beauty and charm. She couldn’t very well* brance. She said that if she died the “1 charged by husband,” a like Carton and and succeeded In composing the “to find her. He ha® be drunkard Sydney coach, only child would be left entirely friendless detective, learned her secret the disclos- still remain a noble figure. Agnes couldn’t herself and cooling her eyes with lav- and alone, and asked John Jarndyce if. through over into ures caused by the lawyer’s sudden have pitched head shoulders ender water when the vehicle entered in such ty case, lie would care lor her. on occasion as David death. He charges me to tell her that love every Copper- The met her to The loiter laid the injunction on him London. lawyer's people he her. IJe me to sav® field did ,and still remain an Agnes to never to seek to see the writer, who forgives charges take her before the tremendous Lord her at cost. If I follow her be worshipped. long had been estranged from tiie any alon® who was to see her that he and find her, it might drive her to som® So it happens that almost all Dickens* Chancellor, world, and was determined to remain for she will think that good women stand aloof, like figures of might satisfy himself that she would be so. “1 felt sorry for the little crea- desperate step, In John 1 wnnt her for murder. “No!” said hat Faith, Hope and Charity looking down, a proper companion for the Ward ture, .in her darkened life,” said answering the look in Esther's face. beautiful, but withdrawn, from tali and that this Jarndyce, simply. “I appointed my Chancery. Esther gathered “No! dear! I arrested the real nmr- noble stained glass arches. lawyer to look after her. My dear, I My was a ward In a case, a famous dorer hours But I want not due to great have told all.” ago! you! f That this aloofness was any before you case, a case that had been ask no questions, anA you need tell mti lack of talent for drawing a good wom- Esther kept his hand for a little while so many and had cost But let me come with Chancery years but not a word. nothing. up Lady an and making her A powerful and dom- to in hers, said so much and hade fair to continue Dedlock in your company, and she will inating character, is proved by one great "She repays me 20,000 fold, and 20 cost so much, that the case was entitled me credit for friendly. Don’t in Dickens’ novels. It is the more to that!” said John Jarndyce, give being exception rank the national to among greatest of it. Esther and John Her in the Growlery, as He Called the Study—From the Original wait! Don't waste a moment! She lias navel of "Bleak Htouse." This novel Is for cherily making light Jarndyce, Guardian, Institutions, as something English- eight hours’ start, and every hour 1® even there And oftener still she blesses nor Fred Barnard. one of Dickens’ finest books If was Jarn- Illustration by men to he proud of. The case worth a hundred pound!” were no Esther Summerson In it at all. guardian!" said Esther then. dyce versus Jarndyce. Esther did not need to be urged Sh® it would have been to con- They never made any reference again Indeed, easy The Ward In was waiting Chancery one was ready before he had done talking. struct the substantially as it is, to the old story, to the old pain of frozen. She asked what with vast and fearful phantoms of de- pit and think. Here Esther sat day novfl In the Jail'd Chancellor's room. The him, firmly, The detective, kind and gentle despit® out Esther Summerson entirely. childhood, but turned their backs on when Lady Bedloek came upon her sud- leaving Ward was a young girl with rich gold- he meant to do. He answered, as dry- ! lirlum; but always and again she man- the frantic hast© in which he all the old shadows and put their liand3 to She to speak a few cour- was, help- Though her fate is tangled with the soft blue and such a denly.