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‘
It
’
s
a
happy
circumstance
,
a
truly
happy
circumstance
,
’
said
the
Notary
,
‘
to
happen
too
upon
his
eight
-
and
-
twentieth
birthday
,
and
I
hope
I
know
how
to
appreciate
it
.
I
trust
,
Mr
Garland
,
my
dear
Sir
,
that
we
may
mutually
congratulate
each
other
upon
this
auspicious
occasion
.
’
To
this
the
old
gentleman
replied
that
he
felt
assured
they
might
.
There
appeared
to
be
another
shaking
of
hands
in
consequence
,
and
when
it
was
over
,
the
old
gentleman
said
that
,
though
he
said
it
who
should
not
,
he
believed
no
son
had
ever
been
a
greater
comfort
to
his
parents
than
Abel
Garland
had
been
to
his
.
‘
Marrying
as
his
mother
and
I
did
,
late
in
life
,
sir
,
after
waiting
for
a
great
many
years
,
until
we
were
well
enough
off
—
coming
together
when
we
were
no
longer
young
,
and
then
being
blessed
with
one
child
who
has
always
been
dutiful
and
affectionate
—
why
,
it
’
s
a
source
of
great
happiness
to
us
both
,
sir
.
’
‘
Of
course
it
is
,
I
have
no
doubt
of
it
,
’
returned
the
Notary
in
a
sympathising
voice
.
‘
It
’
s
the
contemplation
of
this
sort
of
thing
,
that
makes
me
deplore
my
fate
in
being
a
bachelor
.
There
was
a
young
lady
once
,
sir
,
the
daughter
of
an
outfitting
warehouse
of
the
first
respectability
—
but
that
’
s
a
weakness
.
Chuckster
,
bring
in
Mr
Abel
’
s
articles
.
’
‘
You
see
,
Mr
Witherden
,
’
said
the
old
lady
,
‘
that
Abel
has
not
been
brought
up
like
the
run
of
young
men
.
He
has
always
had
a
pleasure
in
our
society
,
and
always
been
with
us
.
Abel
has
never
been
absent
from
us
,
for
a
day
;
has
he
,
my
dear
?
’
‘
Never
,
my
dear
,
’
returned
the
old
gentleman
,
‘
except
when
he
went
to
Margate
one
Saturday
with
Mr
Tomkinley
that
had
been
a
teacher
at
that
school
he
went
to
,
and
came
back
upon
the
Monday
;
but
he
was
very
ill
after
that
,
you
remember
,
my
dear
;
it
was
quite
a
dissipation
.
’
‘
He
was
not
used
to
it
,
you
know
,
’
said
the
old
lady
,
‘
and
he
couldn
’
t
bear
it
,
that
’
s
the
truth
.
Besides
he
had
no
comfort
in
being
there
without
us
,
and
had
nobody
to
talk
to
or
enjoy
himself
with
.
’
‘
That
was
it
,
you
know
,
’
interposed
the
same
small
quiet
voice
that
had
spoken
once
before
.
‘
I
was
quite
abroad
,
mother
,
quite
desolate
,
and
to
think
that
the
sea
was
between
us
—
oh
,
I
never
shall
forget
what
I
felt
when
I
first
thought
that
the
sea
was
between
us
!
’
‘
Very
natural
under
the
circumstances
,
’
observed
the
Notary
.
‘
Mr
Abel
’
s
feelings
did
credit
to
his
nature
,
and
credit
to
your
nature
,
ma
’
am
,
and
his
father
’
s
nature
,
and
human
nature
.
I
trace
the
same
current
now
,
flowing
through
all
his
quiet
and
unobtrusive
proceedings
.
