SIR HUBERT'S MARRIAGE. CHAPTER I. 66 GOD BLESS YOU, DOCTOR! "I HOPE I have not thrust myself upon you," said Edward Lloyd, as he rode with Mr. Buller towards the lodge gates, pursued for some distance down the carriage drive by the shouts and laughter which rang from the dining-room, where the revellers were far too loud and jovial to miss their departing companions. "I would not force my society on you for a moment; but I take it you belong to a species rare in these parts-sensible men ; and I want to cultivate you.' VOL. II. B |