thinks I could persuade your father that in ordinary eyes our alliance is not undesirable. My family have fortune, rank, long descent-all that fathers look for when they bestow a daughter's hand." "All this would avail you nothing," said Alice. "The spirit of my father is bent upon the things of another world; and if he listened to hear you out, it would be but to tell you that he spurned your offers." "You know not-you know not, Alice," said Julian. "Fire can soften iron-thy father's heart cannot be so hard, or his prejudices so strong, but I shall find some means to melt him. Forbid me not -O, forbid me not at least the experiment!" "I can but advise," said Alice; "I can forbid you nothing; for, to forbid, implies power to command obedience. But if you will be wise, and listen to me-Here, and on this spot, we part for ever!" "Not so, by Heaven!" said Julian, whose bold and sanguine temper scarce saw difficulty in attaining aught which he desired. "We now part indeed, but it is that I may return armed with my parents' consent. They desire that I should marry-in their last letters they pressed it more openly-they shall have their desire; and such a bride as I will present to them, has not graced their house since the Conqueror gave it origin. Farewell, Alice! Farewell, for a brief space!". She replied, "Farewell, Julian! Farewell for ever!' Julian, within a week of this interview, was at Martindale Castle, with the view of communicating his purpose. But the task which seems easy at a distance, proves as difficult upon a nearer approach, as the fording of a river, which from afar appeared only a brook. There lacked not opportunities of entering upon the subject; for in the first ride which he took with his father, the Knight resumed the subject of his son's marriage, and liberally left the lady to his choice; but under the strict proviso, that she was of a loyal and an honourable family; if she had fortune, it was good and well, or rather, it was better than well; but if she was poor, why, there is still some picking," said Sir Geoffrey, on the bones of the old estate; and Dame Margaret and I will be content with the less, that you young folks may have your share of it. I am turned frugal already, Julian. You see what a north-country shambling bit of a galloway nag I ride upon-a different beast, I wot, from my old Black Hastings, who had but one fault, and that was his wish to turn down Moultrassie-avenue." Was that so great a fault?" said Julian, affecting indifference, while his heart was trembling, as it seemed to him, almost in his very throat. "It used to remind me of that base, dishonourable Presbyterian fellow, Bridgenorth," said Sir Geoffrey: "and I would as lief think of a toad:they say he has turned Independent, to accomplish the full degree of rascality.-I tell you, Gill, I turned off the cow-boy, for gathering nuts in his woods-I would hang a dog that would so much as kill a hare there. But what is the matter with you? You look pale." Julian made some indifferent answer, but too well understood, from the language and tone which his father used, that his prejudices against Alice's father were both deep and envenomed, as those of country gentlemen often become, who, having little to do or think of, are but too apt to spend their time in nursing and cherishing petty causes of wrath against their next neighbours. In the course of the same day, he mentioned the Bridgenorths to his mother, as if in a casual manner. But the Lady Peveril instantly conjured him never to mention the name, especially in his father's pre sence. "Was that Major Bridgenorth, of whom I have heard the name mentioned," said Julian, "so very bad a neighbour?" "I do not say so," said Lady Peveril; "nay, we were more than once obliged to him, in the former unhappy times; but your father and he took some passages so ill at each other's hands, that the least allusion to him disturbs Sir Geoffrey's temper in a VOL. IV. Y manner quite unusual, and which, now that his health is somewhat impaired, is sometimes alarming to me. For Heaven's sake, then, my dear Julian, avoid upon all occasions the slightest allusion to Moultrassie, or any of its inhabitants." This warning was so seriously given, that Julian himself saw that mentioning his secret purpose would be the sure way to render it abortive, and therefore he returned disconsolate to the Isle. Peveril had the boldness, however, to make the best he could of what had happened, by requesting an interview with Alice, in order to inform her what had passed betwixt his parents and him on her account. It was with great difficulty that this boon was obtained: and Alice Bridgenorth showed no slight degree of displeasure, when she discovered, after much circumlocution, and many efforts to give an air of importance to what he had to communicate, that all amounted but to this, that Lady Peveril continued to retain a favourable opinion of her father, Major Bridgenorth, which Julian would fain have represented as an omen of their future more perfect reconciliation. "I did not think you would thus have trified with me, Master Peveril," said Alice, assuming an air of dignity; "but I will take care to avoid such intrusion in future-I request you will not again visit the Black Fort; and I entreat of you, good Mistress Debbitch, that you will no longer either encourage or permit this gentleman's visits, as the result of such persecution will be to compel me to appeal to my aunt and father for another place of residence, and perhaps also for another and more prudent companion." This last hint struck Mistress Deborah with so much terror, that she joined her ward in requiring and demanding Julian's instant absence, and he was obliged to comply with their request. But the courage of a youthful lover is not easily subdued and Julian, after having gone through the usual round of trying to forget his ungrateful mistress, and again entertaining his passion with augmented violence, ended by the visit to the Black Fort, the beginning of which we narrated in the last chapter. We then left him anxious for, yet almost fearful of, an interview with Alice, which he had prevailed upon Deborah to solicit; and such was the tumult of his mind, that while he traversed the parlour, it seemed to him that the dark melancholy eyes of the slaughtered Christian's portrait followed him wherever he went, with the fixed, chill, and ominous glance, which announced to the enemy of his race mishap and misfortune. The door of the apartment opened at length, and these visions were dissipated. WHEN Alice Bridgenorth at length entered the parlour where her anxious lover had so long expected her, it was with a slow step, and a composed manner. Her dress was arranged with an accurate attention to form, which at once enhanced the appearance of its puritanic simplicity, and struck Julian as a bad omen; for although the time bestowed upon the toilet may, in many cases, intimate the wish to appear advantageously at such an interview, yet a ceremonious arrangement of attire is very much allied with formality, and a preconceived determination to treat a lover with cold politeness. The sad-coloured gown-the pinched and plaited cap, which carefully obscured the profusion of long dark-brown hair-the small ruff, and the long sleeves, would have appeared to great disadvantage on a shape less graceful than Alice Bridgenorth's; but an exquisite form, though not, as yet, sufficiently rounded in the outlines to produce the perfection of female beauty, was able to sustain and give grace even to this unbecoming dress. Her countenance, fair and delicate, with eyes of hazel, and a brow of alabaster had, notwithstanding, less regular beauty than her form, and might have been justly subjected to criticism. There was, however, a life and spirit in her gayety, and a depth of sentiment in her gravity, which made Alice, in conversation with the very few persons with whom she associated, so fascinating in her manners and expression, whether of language or countenance so touching, also, in her simplicity and purity of thought, that brighter beauties might have been overlooked in her company. It was no wonder, therefore, that an ardent character like Julian, influenced by these charms, as well as by the secrecy and mystery attending his intercourse with Alice, should prefer the recluse of the Black Fort to all others with whom he had become acquainted in general society. His heart beat high as she came into the apartment, and it was almost without an attempt to speak that his profound obeisance acknowledged her en trance. of residence; and in the meanwhile I will take shel ter with my aunt at Kirk-Truagh." Hear me, unpitying girl," said Peveril, "hear me, and you shall see how devoted I am to obedience, in all that I can do to oblige you! You say you were happy when we spoke not on such topics-well-at all expense of my own suppressed feelings, that happy period shall return. I will meet you-walk with you read with you-but only as a brother would with his sister, or a friend with his friend; the thoughts I may nourish, be they of hope or of despair, my tongue shall not give birth to, and therefore I cannot offend; Deborah shall be ever by your side, and her presence shall prevent my even hinting at what might displease you-only do not make a crime to me of those thoughts which are the dearest part of my existence; for believe me it were better and kinder to rob me of existence itself." "This is the mere ecstacy of passion, Julian," "This is a mockery, Master Peveril," said Alice, answered Alice Bridgenorth; "that which is unwith an effort to speak firmly, which yet was dis-pleasant, our selfish and stubborn will represents concerted by a slightly tremulous inflection of voice a mockery, and a cruel one. You come to this lone place, inhabited only by two women, too simple to command your absence-too weak to enforce ityou come in spite of my earnest request-to the neglect of your own time-to the prejudice, I may fear, of my character-you abuse the influence you possess over the simple person to whom I am intrusted-All this you do, and think to make it up by low reverences and constrained courtesy! Is this honourable, or is it fair? Is it," she added, after a moment's hesitation-" is it kind?" The tremulous accent fell especially on the last word she uttered, and it was spoken in a low tone of gentle reproach, which went to Julian's heart. "If," said he," there were a mode by which, at the peril of my life, Alice, I could show my regard—my respect my devoted tenderness-the danger would be dearer to me than ever was pleasure." "You have said such things often," said Alice, "and they are such as I ought not to hear, and do not desire to hear. I have no tasks to impose on youno enemies to be destroyed-no need or desire of protection-no wish, Heaven knows, to expose you to danger-It is your visits here alone to which danger attaches. You have but to rule your own wilful temper-to turn your thoughts and your cares elsewhere, and I can have nothing to ask-nothing to wish for. Use your own reason-consider the injury you do yourself the injustice you do us--and let me, once more, in fair terms, entreat you to absent yourself from this place-till-till" as impossible. I have no confidence in the plan you "I know not," said Alice, "what you mean by such security-I have nothing to hide. I sought not this interview; on the contrary, averted it as long as I could-and am now most desirous to break it off." "And wherefore, Alice, since you say it must be our last? Why should you shake the sand which is passing so fast? the very executioner hurries not the prayers of the wretches upon the scaffold. And see you not-I will argue as coldly as you can desire -see you not that you are breaking your own word, and recalling the hope which yourselfheld out to me?" "What hope have I suggested? What word have I given, Julian?" answered Alice. "You yourself build wild hopes in the air, and accuse me of destroying what had never any earthly foundation. Spare yourself, Julian-spare me-and in mercy to us both, depart, and return not again till you can be more reasonable." "Reasonable?" replied Julian; "it is you, Alice, who will deprive me altogether of reason. Did you not say, that if our parents could be brought to consent to our union, you would no longer oppose my suit?" "No-no-no," said Alice, eagerly, and blushing deeply,-"I did not say so, Julian-it was your own wild imagination which put construction on my silence and my confusion." She paused, and Julian eagerly interrupted her. -"Till when, Alice?-till when ?-impose on me any length of absence which your severity can inflict, short of a final separation-Say, Begone for years, but return when these years are over; and, slow and wearily as they must pass away, still the thought, that they must at length have their period, You do not say so, then?" answered Julian will enable me to live through them. Let me, then, "and if all other obstacles were removed, I should conjure thee, Alice, to name a date to fix a term-find one in the cold flinty bosom of her, who repays to say till when?' "Till you can bear to think of me only as a friend and sister." "That is a sentence of eternal banishment indeed!" said Julian; it is seeming, no doubt, to fix a term of exile, but attaching it to an impossible condition." "And why impossible, Julian?" said Alice, in a tone of persuasion; were we not happier ere you threw the mask from your own countenance, and tore the veil from my foolish eyes? Did we not meet with joy, spend our time happily, and part cheerily, because we transgressed no duty, and incurred no self-reproach? Bring back that state of happy ignorance, and you shall have no reason to call me unkind. But while you form schemes which I know to be visionary, and use language of such violence and passion, you shall excuse me if I now and once for all, declare, that since Deborah shows herself unfit for the trust reposed in her, and must needs expose me to persecutions of this nature, I will write to my father, that he may fix me another place the most devoted and sincere affection with contempt and dislike?-Is that," he added, in a deep tone of feeling-"is that what Alice Bridgenorth says to Julian Peveril ?" Indeed-indeed, Julian," said the almost weeping girl, "I do not say so-I say nothing, and I ought not to say any thing concerning what I might do, in a state of things which can never take place. Indeed, Julian, you ought not thus to press me. Unprotected as I am-wishing you well-very well-why should you urge me to say or do what would lessen me in my own eyes? to own affection for one from whom fate has separated me for ever? It is ungenerousit is cruel-it is seeking a momentary and selfish gratification to yourself, at the expense of every feeling which I ought to entertain." You have said enough, Alice," said Julian, with sparkling eyes; "you have said enough in deprecating my urgency, and I will press you no farther. But you overrate the impediments which lie betwixt us-they must and shall give way." "So you said before," answered Alice, "and with what probability, your own account may show. You | to Julian to take a seat, and assumed one himself. dared not to mention the subject to your own father After which, he opened the conversation in the fol-how should you venture to mention it to mine?" lowing manner :-"That I will soon enable you to decide upon. "You seemed but now, young gentleman, anxious Major Bridgenorth, by my mother's account, is a to learn where I was to be found. Such I at least worthy and an estimable man. I will remind him, conjectured, from the few expressions which I that to my mother's care he owes the dearest trea-chanced to overhear; for I made bold, though it may sure and comfort of his life; and I will ask him if it be contrary to the code of modern courtesy, to listen is a just retribution to make that mother childless. a moment or two, in order to gather upon what subLet me but know where to find him, Alice, and you ject so young a man as you entertained so young a shall soon hear if I have feared to plead my cause woman as Alice, in a private interview. with him." "Alas!" answered Alice, "you well know my uncertainty as to my dear father's residence. How often has it been my earnest request to him that he would let me share his solitary abode, or his obscure wanderings! But the short and infrequent visits which he makes to this house are all that he permits me of his society. Something I might surely do, however little, to alleviate the melancholy by which he is oppressed." "I trust, sir," said Julian, rallying spirits in what he felt to be a case of extremity, you have heard nothing on my part which has given offence to a gentleman, whom, though unknown, I am bound to respect so highly.' On the contrary," said Bridgenorth, with the same formal gravity, "I am pleased to find that your business is, or appears to be, with me, rather than with my daughter. I only think you had done better to have intrusted it to me in the first instance, as my sole concern." The utmost sharpness of attention which Julian applied, could not discover if Bridgenorth spoke seriously or ironically to the above purpose. He was, however, quick-witted beyond his experience, and was internally determined to endeavour to discover something of the character and the temper of him with whom he spoke. For that purpose, regulating his reply in the same tone with Bridgenorth's observation, he said, that not having the advantage to know his place of residence, he had applied for information to his daughter. Something we might both do," said Peveril. "How willingly would I aid you in so pleasing a task! All old griefs should be forgotten-all old friendships revived. My father's prejudices are those of an Englishman-strong, indeed, but not insurmountable by reason. Tell me, then, where Major Bridgenorth is, and leave the rest to me; or let me but know by what address your letters reach him, and I will forthwith essay to discover his dwelling.' "Do not attempt it, I charge you," said Alice. "He is already a man of sorrows; and what would he think were I capable of entertaining a suit so likely to add to them? Besides, I could not tell you, "Who is now known to you for the first time?" if I would, where he is now to be found. My letters said Bridgenorth. Am I so to understand you?" reach him from time to time, by means of my aunt By no means," answered Julian, looking down; Christian; but of his address I am entirely ignorant.""I have been known to your daughter for many "Then, by Heaven," answered Julian, "I will years; and what I wished to say, respects both her watch his arrival in this island, and in this house; happiness and my own." and ere he has locked thee in his arms, he shall answer to me on the subject of my suit." "Then demand that answer now" said a voice from without the door, which was at the same time slowly opened-"Demand that answer now, for here stands Ralph Bridgenorth." As he spoke, he entered the apartment with his usual slow and sedate step-raised his flapp'd and steeple-crowned hat from his brows, and, standing in the midst of the room, eyed alternately his daughter and Julian Peveril with a fixed and penetrating glance. "Father!" said Alice, utterly astonished, and terrified besides, by his sudden appearance at such a conjuncture,- 'Father, I am not to blame." "Of that anon, Alice," said Bridgenorth; "meantime retire to your apartment-I have that to say to this youth which will not endure your presence.' "Indeed-indeed, father," said Alice, alarmed at what she supposed these words indicated, "Julian is as little to be blamed as I! It was chance, it was fortune, which caused our meeting together.' Then suddenly rushing forward, she threw her arms around her father, saying, "O do him no injury-he meant me no wrong! Father, you were wont to be a man of reason and of religious peace." "I must understand you," said Bridgenorth, "even as carnal men understand each other on the matters of this world. You are attached to my daughter by the cords of love; I have long known this." You, Master Bridgenorth?" exclaimed PeverilYou have long known it?" "Yes, young man. Think you, that as the father of an only child, I could have suffered Alice Bridgenorth-the only living pledge of her who is now an angel in Heaven-to have remained in this seclusion without the surest knowledge of all her material actions? I have, in person, seen more, both of her and of you, than you could be aware of; and when absent in the body, I had the means of maintaining the same superintendence. Young man, they say that such love as you entertain for my daughter teaches much subtilty; but believe not that it can overreach the affection which a widowed father bears to an only child." "If," said Julian, his heart beating thick and joyfully, "if you have known this intercourse so long, may I not hope that it has not met your disapprobation?" The Major paused for an instant, and then answered, "In some respects, certainly not. Had it done so-had there seemed aught on your side, or on my "And wherefore should I not be so now, Alice?" daughter's, to have rendered your visits here dangersaid Bridgenorth, raising his daughter from the ous to her, or displeasing to me, she had not been ground, on which she had almost sunk in the ear-long the inhabitant of this solitude, or of this island. nestness of her supplication. Dost thou know But be not so hasty as to presume, that all which you aught, maiden, which should inflame my anger may desire in this matter can be either easily or speediagainst this young man, more than reason or reli-ly accomplished." gion may bridle? Go-go to thy chamber. Compose thine own passions-learn to rule these-and leave it to me to deal with this stubborn young inan." Alice arose, and with her eyes fixed on the ground, retired slowly from the apartment. Julian followed her steps with his eyes till the last wave of her garment was visible at the closing door; then turned his looks to Major Bridgenorth, and then sunk them on the ground. The Major continued to regard him in profound silence; his looks were melancholy and even austere; but there was nothing which indicated either agitation or keen resentment. He motioned "I foresee, indeed, difficulties," answered Julian; "but with your kind acquiescence, they are such as Í trust to remove. My father is generous-my mother is candid and liberal. They loved you once; I trust they will love you again. I will be the mediator betwixt you-peace and harmony shall once more inhabit our neighbourhood, and" Bridgenorth interrupted him with a grim smile, for such it seemed, as it passed over a face of deep melancholy. "My daughter well said, but a short while past, that you were a dreamer of dreams-an architect of plans and hopes fantastic as the visions of the night. It is a great thing you ask of me;-the human wrongs is Christian-like and commendable; but we have no commission to forgive those which have been done to the cause of religion and of liberty; we have no right to grant immunity, or to shake hands with those, who have poured forth the blood of our brethren." He looked at the picture of Christian, and was silent for a few minutes, as if he feared to give too violent way to his own impetuosity, and resumed the discourse in a milder tone. hand of my only child-the sum of my worldly sub-speakest of thou knowest not what. To forgive our stance, though that is but dross in comparison. You ask the key of the only fountain from which I may yet hope to drink one pleasant draught; you ask to be the sole and absolute keeper of my earthly happiness-and what have you offered, or what have you to offer, in return of the surrender you require of me?" "I am but too sensible," said Peveril, abashed at his own hasty conclusions, "how difficult it may be." "Nay, but interrupt me not," replied Bridgenorth, "till I show you the amount of what you offer me in exchange for a boon, which, whatever may be its intrinsic value, is earnestly desired by you, and comprehends all that is valuable on earth which I have it in my power to bestow.-You may have heard, that in the late times I was the antagonist of your father's principles and his profane faction, but not the enemy of his person." "I have ever heard," replied Julian, "much the contrary; and it was but now that I reminded you that you had been his friend." "These things I point out to you, Julian, that I may show you how impossible, in the eyes of a merely worldly man, would be the union which you are desirous of. But Heaven hath at times opened a door, where man beholds no means of issue. Julian, your mother, for one to whom the truth is unknown, is, after the fashion of the world, one of the best, and one of the wisest of women; and Providence, which gave her so fair a form, and tenanted that form with a mind as pure as the original frailty of our vile nature will permit, means not, I trust, that she shall continue to the end to be a vessel of wrath and perdition. Of your father I say nothing he is what the times and example of others, and the counsels of his lordly priest, have made him; and of him, once more, I say nothing, save that I have power over him, which ere now he might have felt, but that there is one within his chambers, who might have suffered in his suffering. Nor do I wish to root up your ancient family. If I prize not your boast of family honours and pedigree, I would not willingly destroy them; more than I would pull down a moss-grown tower, or hew to the ground an ancient oak, save for the straightening of the common path, and the advantage of the public. I have, therefore, no resentment against the humbled House of Peverilnay, I have regard to it in its depression." He here made a second pause, as if he expected Julian to say something. But notwithstanding the ardour with which the young man had pressed his suit, he was too much trained in ideas of the importance of his family, and in the better habit of respect for his parents, to hear, without displeasure, some part of Bridgenorth's discourse. "The House of Peveril," he replied, "was never humbled." "Ay. When he was in affliction and I in prosperity, I was neither unwilling, nor altogether unable, to show myself such. Well, the tables are turned-the times are changed. A peaceful and unoffending man might have expected from a neighbour, now powerful in his turn, such protection, when walking in the paths of the law, as all men, subjects of the same realm, have a right to expect even from perfect strangers. What chances? I pursue, with the warrant of the King and law, a murderess, bearing on her hand the blood of my near connexion, and I had, in such a case, a right to call on every liege subject to render assistance to the execution. My late friendly neighbour, bound, as a man and a magistrate, to give ready assistance to a legal action-bound, as a grateful and obliged friend, to respect my rights and my person-thrusts himself betwixt me-me, the avenger of blood-and my lawful captive; beats me to the earth, at once endangering my life, and, in mere human eyes, sullying mine honour; and, under his protection, the Midianitish woman reaches, like a sea-eagle, the nest which she hath made in the wave-surrounded rocks, and remains there till gold, duly administered at Court, wipes out all memory of her crime, and baffles the vengeance due to the memory of the best and bravest of men.-But," he added, "Had you said the sons of that House had never apostrophizing the portrait of Christian, "thou art been humble," answered Bridgenorth, "you would not yet forgotten, my fair-haired William! The ven- have come nearer the truth.-Are you not humbled? geance which dogs thy murderers is slow, but it is Live you not here, the lackey of a haughty woman, sure!" the play-companion of an empty youth? If you leave There was a pause of some moments, which Julian this Isle, and go to the Court of England, see what Peveril, willing to hear to what conclusion Major regard will there be paid to the old pedigree that deBridgenorth was finally to arrive, did not care to duces your descent from kings and conquerors. A interrupt. Accordingly, in a few minutes, the latter scurril or obscene jest, an impudent carriage, a laced proceeded.-"These things," he said, "I recall not cloak, a handful of gold, and the readiness to wager in bitterness, so far as they are personal to me-I re-it on a card, or a die, will better advance you at the call them not in spite of heart, though they have been the means of banishing me from my place of residence, where my fathers dwelt, and where my earthly comforts lie interred. But the public cause sets farther "That is, indeed, but too probable," said Peveril; strife betwixt your father and me. Who so active as" but the Court shall be no element of mine. I will he to execute the fatal edict of black St. Bartholomew's live like my fathers, among my people, care for their day, when so many hundreds of gospel-preachers comforts, decide their differences". were expelled from house and home from hearth and altar-from church and parish, to make room for belly-gods and thieves? Who, when a devoted few of the Lord's people were united to lift the fallen standard, and once more advance the good cause, was the readiest to break their purpose-to search for, persecute, and apprehend them? Whose breath did I feel warm on my neck-whose naked sword was thrust within a foot of my body, whilst I lurked darkling, like a thief in concealment, in the house of my fathers? It was Geoffrey Peveril's-it was your father's!-What can you answer to all this, or how can you reconcile it with your present wishes?" Julian, in reply, could only remark, "That these injuries had been of long standing-that they had been done in heat of times, and heat of temper, and that Master Bridgenorth, in Christian kindness, should not entertain a keen resentment of them, when a door was open for reconciliation." "Peace, young man,' said Bridgenorth, "thou Court of Charles, than your father's ancient name, and slavish devotion of blood and fortune to the cause of his father." "Build Maypoles, and dance around them," said Bridgenorth, with another of those grim smiles which passed over his features like the light of a sexton's torch, as it glares and is reflected by the window of the church, when he comes from locking a funeral vault. "No, Julian, these are not times in which, by the dreaming drudgery of a country magistrate, and the petty cares of a country proprietor, a man can serve his unhappy country. There are mighty designs afloat, and men are called to make their choice betwixt God and Baal. The ancient superstition— the abomination of our fathers-is raising its head, and flinging abroad its snares, under the protection of the princes of the earth; but she raises not her head unmarked or unwatched; the true English hearts are as thousands, which wait but a signal to arise as one man, and show the kings of the earth that they have combined in vain! We will cast their cords from us-the cup of their abominations we will not taste." "You speak in darkness, Master Bridgenorth,' ,"sumed to lend it a hand forward? I trust I know my said Peveril. Knowing so much of me, you may, perhaps, also be aware, that I at least have seen too much of the delusions of Rome, to desire that they should be propagated at home.' "Else, wherefore do I speak to thee friendly and so free?" said Bridgenorth. "Do I not know, with what readiness of early wit you baffled the wily attempts of the woman's priest, to seduce thee from the Protestant faith? Do I not know, how thou was beset when abroad, and that thou didst both hold thine own faith and secure the wavering belief of thy friend? Said I not, this was done like the son of Margaret Peveril? Said I not, he holdeth, as yet, but the dead letter-but the seed which is sown shall one day sprout and quicken?-Enough, however, of this. For to-day this is thy habitation. I will see in thee neither the servant of that daughter of Eshbaal, nor the son of him who pursued my life, and blemished my honours; but thou shalt be to me, for this day, as the child of her without whom my house had been extinct." So saying, he stretched out his thin, bony hand, and grasped that of Julian Peveril; but there was such a look of mourning in his welcome, that whatever delight the youth anticipated, spending so long a time in the neighbourhood of Alice Bridgenorth, perhaps in her society, or however strongly he felt the prudence of conciliating her father's good-will, he could not help feeling as if his heart was chilled in his company. CHAPTER XIV. This day at least is friendship's-on the morrow OTWAY. duty better. Hear if I ever asked another youngster into the house, save himself-for I knew your honour was wise, and quarrels cannot last for ever, and love begins where hatred ends; and, to be sure, they look as if they were born one for the other-and then, the estates of Moultrassie and Martindale suit each other like sheath and knife." "Parrot of a woman, hold your tongue!" said Bridgenorth, his patience almost completely exhausted; "or, if you will prate, let it be to your playfellows in the kitchen, and bid them get ready some dinner presently, for Master Peveril is far from home." "That I will, and with all my heart," said Deborah; "and if there are a pair of fatter fowls in Man than shall clap their wings on the table presently, your honour shall call me goose as well as parrot.' She then left the apartment. "It is to such a woman as that," said Bridgenorth, looking after her significantly, "that you conceived me to have abandoned the charge of my only child? But enough of this subject-we will walk abroad, if you will, while she is engaged in a province fitter for her understanding.' So saying, he left the house, accompanied by Julian Peveril, and they were soon walking side by side, as if they had been old acquaintances. It may have happened to many of our readers, as it has done to ourselves, to be thrown by accident into society with some individual whose claims to what is called a serious character stand considerably higher than our own, and with whom, therefore, we have conceived ourselves likely to spend our time in a very stiff and constrained manner; while, on the other hand, our destined companion may have apprehended some disgust at the supposed levity and thoughtless gayety of a disposition so different from his own. Now it has frequently happened, that when we, with that urbanity and good-humour which is our principal characteristic, have accommodated ourself to our companion, by throwing as much seriousness into our conversation as our habits will admit, he, on the other hand, moved by our liberal example, hath divested his manners of a part of their austerity; and our conversation has, in consequence, been of that pleasant texture, betwixt the useful and "I know what your honour has to say well agreeable, which best resembles "the fairy web of enough," said Deborah. Service, I wot, is no in-night and day," usually called in prose the twilight. It heritance now-a-days-some are wiser than other some-If I had not been wheedled away from Martindale, I might have had a house of mine own by this time." DEBORAH DEBBITCH, summoned by her master, now made her appearance, with her handkerchief at her eyes, and an appearance of great mental trouble. "It was not my fault, Major Bridgenorth," she said "how could I help it? like will to like-the boy would come-the girl would see him." "Peace, foolish woman," said Bridgenorth, "and hear what I have got to say." " "Peace, idiot!" said Bridgenorth; but so intent was Deborah on her vindication, that he could but thrust the interjection, as it were edgewise, between her exclamations, which followed as thick as is usual in cases where folk endeavour to avert deserved censure by a clamorous justification ere the charge be brought. "No wonder she was cheated," she said, "out of sight of her own interest, when it was to wait on pretty, Miss Alice. All your honour's gold should never have tempted me, but that I knew she was but a dead castaway, poor innocent, if she were taken away from my lady or me.-And so this is the end on't!-up early, and down late-and this is all my thanks! But your honour had better take care what you do she has the short cough yet sometimes-and should take physic spring and fall." "Peace, chattering fool!" said her master, so soon as her failing breath gave him an opportunity to strike in, "thinkest thou I knew not of this young gentleman's visits to the Black Fort, and that, if they had displeased me, I would not have known how to stop them ?" "Did I know that your honour knew of his visits!" exclaimed Deborah, in a triumphant tone,-for like most of her condition, she never sought farther for her defence than a lie, however inconsistent and improbable "Did I know that your honour knew of it? Why, how should I have permitted his visits else? I wonder what your honour takes me for! Had I not been sure it was the thing in this world that your honour most desired, would I have pre is probable both parties may, on such occasions, have been the better for their encounter, even if it went no farther than to establish for the time a community of feeling between men, who, separated more perhaps by temper than by principle, are too apt to charge each other with profane frivolity on the one hand, or fanaticism on the other. It fared thus in Peveril's walk with Bridgenorth, and in the conversation which he held with him. Carefully avoiding the subject on which he had already spoken, Major Bridgenorth turned his conversation chiefly on foreign travel, and on the wonders he had seen in distant countries, and which he appeared to have marked with a curious and observant eye. This discourse made the time fly light away; for although the anecdotes and observations thus communicated, were all tinged with the serious and almost gloomy spirit of the narrator, they yet contained traits of interest and of wonder, such as are usually captivating to a youthful ear, and were particularly so to Julian, who had in his disposition some cast of the romantic and adventurous. It appeared that Bridgenorth knew the south of France, and could tell many stories of the French Huguenots, who already began to sustain those vexations which a few years afterwards were summed up by the revocation of the Edict of Nantz. He had even been in Hungary, for he spoke as from personal knowledge of the character of several of the heads of the great Protestant insurrection, which at this time had taken place under the celebrated Tekeli and laid down solid reasons why they were entitled to make common cause with the Great Turk, rather than submit to the Pope of Rome. He talked also of Savoy, where those of the reformed religion still suffered a cruel persecution; and he mentioned, with |