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D, and said,-- "Are you not ashamed to go on so at a funeral? Oh, do, pray, leave compliments a moment, and think of your latter end." He took this suggestion, as indeed he did everything from her, in good part; and composed his visage into a decent gravity. Soon after this they reached the church, and buried the deceased in his family vault. People who are not bereaved by the death are always inclined to chatter, coming home from a funeral. Kate now talked to Neville of her own accord, and asked him if he had spoken to his host. He said yes, and, more than that, had come to a clear understanding with him. "We agreed that it was no use fighting for you. I said, if either of us two was to kill the other, it did not follow you would wed the survivor." "Me wed the wretch!" said Kate, "I should abhor him, and go into a convent in spite of you all, and end my days praying for the murdered man's soul." "Neither of us is worth all that," suggested Neville, with an accent of conviction. "That is certain," replied the lady, dryly; "so please not to do it." He bade her set her mind at ease: they had both agreed to try and win her by peaceful arts. "Then a pretty life mine will be!" "Well, I think it will, till you decide." "I could easily decide, if it were not for giving pain to--somebody." "Oh, you can't help that. My sweet mistress, you are not the first that has had to choose between two worthy men. For, in sooth, I have nothing to say against my rival, neither. I know him better than I did: he is a very worthy gentleman, though he is damnably in my way." "And you are a very noble one to say so." "And you are one of those that make a man noble: I feel that petty a