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Penelope, scheming to secure for himself an early of you, and forgot to take it up when you come back cup of tea. There was Lady Binks also, with her again. wonted degree of sullenness in her beautiful face, "Py Cot! and I can tell you, sir,” said the Capangry at her husband as usual, and not disposed to tain, elevating at once his voice and his nostrils, and be pleased with Lord Etherington for being absent, snuffing the air with a truculent and indignant visage, when she desired to excite Sir Bingo's jealousy: "that I will not permit you or any man to throw any This she had discovered to be the most etlectual such scandal on my character. -I thank Cot, I can way, of tormenting the Baronet, and she rejoiced in bring good witness that I am as good a Christian as it with the savage glee of a hackney, coachman, who another, for a poor sinner, as the best of us are; and has found a rar, where he can make his poor jade I am ready to justify my religion with my swordfeel the whip. The rest of the company were also in Cot tamn:-Compare my own self with a parcel of attendance as usual. MacTurk himself was present, black heathen bodies and natives, that were never in notwithstanding that he thought it an egregious the inner side of a kirk whilst they lived, but go about waste of hot water, to bestow it upon compounding worshipping stocks and stones, and swinging themany mixture saving punch. He had of late asso- selves upon bamboos, like peasts, as they are!" ciated himself a good deal with the traveller; not that An indignant growling in his throat, which sounded they by any means resembled each other in temper like the acquiescence of his inward man in the indigor opinions, but rather because there was that degree nant proposition which his external organs thus exof difference betwixt them which furnished perpetual pressed, concluded this haughty speech, which, howsubject for dispute and discussion. They were not ever, made not the least impression on Touchwood, long, on the present occasion, ere they lighted on who cared as little for angry tones and looks as he a fertile source of controversy.
did for fine speeches. So that it is likely a quarrel * Never tell me of your points of honour,” said between the Christian preceptor and the peacemaker Touchwood, raising his voice altogether above the might have occurred for the amusement of the comgeneral tone of polite conversation--"all humbug, pany, had not the attention of both, but particularly Captain MacTurk-mere hair-traps to springe wood that of Touchwood, been diverted from the topic of cocks-men of sense break through them."
debate by the entrance of Lord Etherington and "Upon my word, sir,” said the Captain, "and my- Mowbray. self is surprised to hear you-for, look you, sir, every The former was, as usual, all grace, smiles, and man's honouris the breath of his nostrils-Cot tamn!" gentleness. Yet, contrary to his wonted custom,
"Then let men breathe through their mouths, and which usually was, after a few general compliments, be d-d,” returned the controversialist. "I tell you, to attach himself particularly to Lady Binks, the Earl
, sir, that, besides its being forbidden, both by law and on the present occasion, avoided the side of the room gospel, it's an idiotical and totally absurd practice, on which that beautiful but sullen idol held her stathai of duelling. An honest savage has more sense tion, and attached himself exclusively to Lady Penethan to practise it-he takes his bow or his gun, as lope Penfeather, enduring, without flinching, the the thing may be, and shoots his enemy from behind strange variety of conceited barardage, which that a bush. And a very good way; for you see there can, lady's natural parts and acquired information enabled in that case, be only one man's death between them.' her to pour forth with unparalleled profusion.
“Saul of my body, sir," said the Captain, “gin ye An honest heathen, one of Plutarch's herocs, if I promulgate sic doctrines amang the good company, mistake not
, dreamed once upon a night, that the it's my belief you will bring somebody to the gal- figure of Proserpina, whom he had long worshipped, lows.
visited his slumbers with an angry and vindictive “Thank yę, Captain, with all my heart; but I stir countenance, and menaced him with vengeance, in up no quarrels --I leave war to them that live by it. I resentment of his having neglected her altars, with only say, that, except our old, stupid ancestors in the the usual fickleness of a polytheist, for those of some north-west here, I know no country so silly as to har- more fashionable divinity. Not that goddess of the bour this custom of duelling. It is unknown in Af- infernal regions herself could assume a more haughty rica, among the negroes--in America."
or more displeased countenance than that with which Don't tell me that,” said the Captain; "a Yan- Lady Binks looked from time to time upon Lord kee will fight with muskets and buck-shot, rather Etherington, as if to warn him of the consequence of than sit still with an affront. I should know Jona- this departure from the allegiance which the young than, I think."
Earl had hitherto manifested towards her, and which Altogether unknown among the thousand tribes seemed now, she knew not why, unless it were for of India,
the purpose of public insult, to be transferred to her " I'll be tamned, then!" said Captain MacTurk. rival. Perilous as her eye-glances were, and much as "Was I not in Tippoo's prison at Bangalore? and, they menaced, Lord Etherington felt at this moment when the joyful day of our liberation camne, did we not the importance of soothing Lady Penelope to silence solemnize it with fourteen little affairs, whereof we on the subject of the invalid's
confession of that mornhad been laying the foundation in our house of capti- ing, to be more pressing than that of appeasing the vity, as holy writ has it, and never went farther to indignation of Lady Binks. The former was a case setile them than the glacis of the fort? By my soul
, of the most urgent necessity--the latter, if he was at you would have thought there was a smart skirmish, all anxious on the subject, might, he perhaps thought, ihe firing was so close; and did not I, Captain Mac- be trusted to time. Had the ladies continued on a Turk, fight three of them myself, without moving my tolerable footing together, he might have endeavoured foot from the place I set it on ?''.
to conciliate both. But the bitterness of their long“* And pray, sir what might be the result of this suppressed feud had greatly increased, now that it Christian mode of giving thanks for your deliverance?" was probable the end of the season was to separate demanded Mr. Touchwood.
them, in all likelihood for ever; so that Lady Pene"A small list of casualties, after all,” said the Cap-lope had no longer any motive for countenancing tain; one killed on the spot, one died of his wounds Lady Binks, or the lady of Sir Bingo for desiring Lady --two wounded severely-three ditto slightly, and Penelope's countenance. The wealth and lavish exlitile Duncan Macphail reported missing. We were pense of the one was no longer to render more illusout of practice, after such long confinement. So you trious the suit of her right honourable friend, nor was see how we manage matters in India, my dear friend." the society of Lady Penelope likely to be soon again
You are to understand," replied Touchwood," that useful or necessary to Lady Binks. So that neither I spoke only of the heathen natives, who, heathen as were any longer desirous to suppress symptoms of they are, live in the light of their own moral reason, the mutual contempt and dislike which they had long and aniong whom ye shall therefore see better exam- nourished for each other; and whoever should, in ples of practical morality than among such as your this decisive hour, take part with one, had little henceselves; who, though calling yourselves Christians, forward to expect from her rival. What farther and have no more knowledge of the true acceptation and more private reasons Lady Binks might have to remeaning of your religion, than if you had left your sent the defection of Lord Etherington, have never Christianity at the Cape of Good Hope, as they say come with certainty to our knowledge; but it was said there had been high words between them on the -I'll swear you will-what
can you have to say, that floating report that his lordship's visits to Shaws- you could not as well put off for an hour ?" Castle were dictated by the wish to find a bride there. "I want to know, Jones," answered Mowbray, in Women's wits are said to be quick in spying the a different tone,
perhaps, from what the damsel exsurest means of avenging a real or supposed slight. pected, what your lady was just now saying about After biting her pretty lips, and revolving in her mind my family." the readiest means of vengeance, fate threw in her "Pshaw!-was that all ?" answered Mrs. Jones. way young Mowbray of St. Ronan's. She looked at "What should she be saying ?-nonsense-Who him, and endeavoured to fix his attention with a nod minds what she says?-I am sure I never do for one." and gracious smile, such as in an ordinary mood "Nay, but, my dear Jones," said Mowbray "I inwould have instantly drawn him to her side. On re- sist upon knowing-I must know, and I will know." ceiving in answer only a vacant glance and a bow, "La! Mr. Mowbray, why should I make mischief! she was led to observe him more attentively, and was -As I live, I hear some one coming! and if you were induced to believe, from his wavering look, varying found speaking with me here-indeed, indeed, some complexion, and unsteady step, that he had been one is coming. drinking unusually deep. Still his eye was less that " The devil may come, if he will !" said Mowbray, of an intoxicated than of a disturbed and desperate " but we do not part
, pretty mistress, till you tell me man, one whose faculties were engrossed by deep and what I wish to know." turbid reflection, which withdrew him from the pass- Lord, sir, you frighten me!" answered Jones; ing scene.
"but all the room heard it as well as I-it was about Do you observe how ill Mr. Mowbray looks ?" | Miss Mowbray—and that my lady would be shy of said she, in a loud whisper;
"I hope he has not her company hereafter-for that she was-she was heard what Lady Penelope was just now saying of “For that my sister was what?” said Mowbray, his family ?"
fiercely, seizing her arm. "Unless he hears it from you, my lady," answered "Lord, sir, you terrify me!" said Jones, beginning Mr. Touch wood, who, upon Mowbray's entrance, had to cry; at any rate, it was not I that said it-it was broken off his discourse with MacTurk, "I think Lady Penelope." there is little chance of his learning it from any other And what was it the old, adder-tongued madperson."
woman dared to say of Clara Mowbray ?-Speak out * What is the matter ?" said Mowbray, sharply, ad- plainly, and directly, or, by Heaven, I'll make you !" dressing Chatterly and Winterblossom; but the one "Hold, sir-hold, for God's sake!-you will break shrunk nervously from the question, protesting, he my arm," answered the terrified handmaiden. "I am indeed had not been precisely attending to what had suse I know no harm of Miss Mowbray; only, my been passing among the ladies, and Winterblossom lady spoke as if she was no better than she ought to bowed out of the scrape with quiet and cautious po- be.-Lord, sir, there is some one listening at the liteness," he really had not given particular atten- door!"--and making a spring out of his grasp, she tion to what was passing-I was negotiating with hastened back to the room in which the company Mrs. Jones for an additional lump of sugar to my were assembled. coffee.--Egad, it was so difficult a piece of diploma- Mowbray stood petrified at the news he had heard, cy," be added, sinking his voice, " that I have an idea ignorant alike what could be the motive for a calumni her ladyship calculates the West India produce by so atrocious, and uncertain what he were best do to grains and pennyweights.",
put a stop to the scandal. To his farther confusion, The innuendo, if designed to make Mowbray smile, he was presently convinced of the truth of Mrs. was far from succeeding. He stepped forward, with Jones's belief that they had been watched, for, as he more than usual stiffness in his air, which was never went to the door of the apartment, he was met by entirely free from self-consequence, and said to Lady Mr. Touchwood. Binks, “May I request to know of your ladyship what "What has brought you here, sir ?" said Mowbray particular respecting my family had the honour to sternly. engage the attention of the company ?"
*Hoitie toitie," answered the traveller," why, how "I was only a listener, Mr. Mowbray,” returned came you here, if you go to that, squire ?—Egad, Lady Lady Binks, with evident enjoyment of the rising Penelope is trembling for
her souchong, so I just
took indignation which she
read in his countenance; "not a step here to save her ladyship the trouble of looking being queen of the night, I am not at all disposed to after Mrs. Jones in person, which, I think, might be answerable for the turn of the conversation.". have been a worse interruption than mine, Mr. Mow.
Mowbray, in no humour to bear jesting, yet afraid bray." to expose himself by farther inquiry in a company, so "Pshaw, sir, you talk nonsense," said Mowbray; public, darted a fierce look at Lady Penelope, then the tea-room is so infernally hot, that I had sat down in close conversation with Lord Etherington-ad- here a moment to draw breath, when the young vanced a step or two towards them,--then, as if woman came in." checking himself
, turned on his heel, and left the "And you are going to run away, now the old room. A few minutes afterwards, and when certain gentleman is come in ?" said Touchwood"Come, satirical nods and winks were circulating among the sir, I am more your friend than you may think." assembly, a waiter slid a piece of paper into Mrs. Sir, you are intrusive-I want nothing that you Jones's hand, who, on looking at the contents, can give me," said Mowbray. seemed about to leave the room.
"That is a mistake," answered the senior; " for I "Jones-Jones!" exclaimed Lady Penelope, in sur- can supply you with what most young men wantprise and displeasure.
money and wisdom." "Only the key of the tea-caddie, your ladyship,” "You will do well to keep both till they are wanted, ** answered Jones; "I will be back in an instant." said Mowbray.
Jones-Jones !" again exclaimed her mistress, "Why, so I would, squire, only that I have taken "here is enough"--of tea, she would have said; but something of a fancy for your family, and they are Lord Etherington was so near her, that she was supposed to have wanted cash and good counsel for ashamed to complete the sentence, and had only hope two generations, if not for three." in Jones's quickness of apprehension, and the pros- Sir," said Mowbray, angrily, "you are too old pect that she would be unable to find the key which either
to play the buffoon, or to get buffoon's payshe went in search of.
ment. Jones, mean while, tripped off to a sort of house- "Which is like monkey's allowance, I suppose, keeper's apartment, of which she was locum tenens said the traveller, "more kicks than halfpence - Well for the evening, for the more ready supply of what- at least I am not young enough to quarrel with boys ever might be wanted on Lady Penelope's night, as for bullying. I'll convince you, however, Mr. Mowit was called. Here she found Mr. Mowbray
of St. bray, that I know some more of your affairs than what Ronan's, whom she instantly began to assail with, you give me credit for." "La! now, Mr. Mowbray, you are such another genileman !--I am sure you will make me lose my place oblige me more by minding your own."
"It may be," answered Mowbray," but you will
"Very like; mean time, your losses to-night to my
CHAPTER XXXV. Lord Etherington are no trifle, and no secret neither." "Mr. Touchwood, I desire to know where you had
Sedet post equitem atra curayour information ?" said Mowbray.
Still though the headlong cavalier, A matter of very little consequence compared to
O'er rough and smooth, in wild career, its truth or falsehood, Mr. Mowbray," answered the
Seems racing with the wind;
His sad companion,-ghastly pale, old gentleman.
And darksome as a widow's veil, But of the last importance to me, sir," said Mow
CARE-keeps her seat behind. -HORACR. bray. “In a word, had you such information by or Well was it that night for Mowbray, that he had through means of Lord Etherington ?--Answer me always piqued himself on his horses, and that the this single question, and then I shall know better what animal on which he was then mounted was as sureto think on the subject."
footed and sagacious as he was metiled and fiery. " Upon my honour," said Touchwood, "I neither For those who observed next day the print of the had my information from Lord Etherington directly hoofs on the broken and rugged track through which nor indirectly, I say thus much to give you satis- the creature had been driven at full speed by his furifaction, and 'I now expect you will hear me with ous master, might easily see, that in more than a patience.”
dozen of places the horse and rider had been within a Forgive me, sir," interrupted Mowbray, "one few inches of destruction. One bough of a gnarled farther question. I understand something was said and stunted oak-tree, which stretched across the road, in disparagement of my sister just as I entered the seemed in particular to have opposed an almost fatal tea-room?"
barrier to the horseman's career. In striking his head “Hem--hem-hem!" said Touchwood, hesitating. against this impediment, the force of the blow had "I am sorry your ears have served you so well-been broken in some measure by a high-crowned hat, something there was said lightly, something that can yet the violence of the shock was sufficient to shiver be easily
explained, I dare say ; ---And now, Mr. the branch to pieces. Fortunately it was already deMowbray, let me speak a few serious words with cayed; but, even in that state, it was subject of you.'
astonishment to every one that no fatal damage had And now, Mr. Touchwood, we have no more to been sustained in so formidable an encounter. Mowsay to each other-good evening to you.
bray himself was unconscious of the accident. He brushed past the old man, who in vain endea- Scarcely aware that he had been riding at an unvoured to stop him, and hurrying to the stable, usual rate, scarce sensible that he had ridden faster demanded his horse. It was ready saddled, and perhaps than ever he followed the hounds, Mowbray waited his orders; but even the short time that was alighted at his stable door, and Aung the bridle to his necessary to bring it to the door of the stable was groom, who held up his hands in astonishment when exasperating to Mowbray's impatience. Not less he beheld the condition of the favourite horse ; but, exasperating was the constant interceding voice of concluding that his master must be intoxicated, he Touchwood, who, in tones alternately plaintive and prudently forbore to make any observations. snappish, kept on a string of expostulations.
No sooner did the unfortunate traveller suspend Mr. Mowbray, only five words with you-Mr. that rapid motion by which he seemed to wish to Mowbray, you will repent this-Is this a night to ride annihilate, as far as possible, time and space, in order in, Mr. Mowbray ?-My stars, sir, if you would but to reach the place he had now attained, than it seemed have five minutes' patience!"
to him as if he would have given the world that seas Curses, not loud but deep, muttered in the throat of and deserts bad lain between him and the house of the impatient laird, were the only reply, until his horse his fathers, as well as that only sister with whom he was brought out, when, staying no farther question, was now about to have a decisive interview: he sprung into the saddle. The poor horse paid for “But the place and the hour are arrived,” he said, the delay, which could not be laid to his charge. biting his lip with anguish; "this explanation must Mowbray struck him bard with his spurs so soon as be decisive; and whatever evils may attend he was in his seat-the noble animal reared, bolted, pense must be ended now, at once and for ever." and sprung forward like a deer, over stock and stone, He entered the Castle, and took the light from the the nearest road-and we are aware it was a rough old domestic, who, hearing the clatter of his horse's one--to Shaws-Castle. There is a sort of instinct by feet, had opened the door to receive him. which horses perceive the humour of their riders, and Is my sister in her parlour ?" he asked, but in so are furious and impetuous, or dull and sluggish, as if hollow a voice, that the old man only answered the to correspond with it; and Mowbray's gallant steed question by another, "Was his honour well ?" seemed on this occasion to feel all the stings of his Quite well, Patrick-never better in my life," said master's internal ferment, although not again urged Mowbray; and turning his back on the old man, as with the spur. The ostler stood listening to the clash if to prevent his observing whether his countenance of the hoofs, succeeding each other in thick and close and his words corresponded, he pursued his way to gallop until they died away in the distant wood- his sister's apartment. The sound of his step upon land.
the passage roused Clara from a reverie, perhaps a “If St. Ronan's reach home this night, with his sad one; and she had trimmed her lamp, and stirred neck unbroken," muttered the fellow, "the devil must her fire, so slow did he walk, before he at length have it in keeping."
entered her apartment. Mercy on us !" said the traveller, "he rides like a "You are a good boy brother," she said, "to come Bedouin Arab! but in the desert there are neither thus early home; and I have some good news for trees to cross the road, nor cleughs, nor linns, nor your reward. The groom has fetched back Trimmer floods, nor fords. Well, I must set io work myself, -He was lying by the dead hare, and he had chased or this gear will get worse than even I can mend.- him as far as Drumlyford--the shepherd had carried Here you, ostler, let me have your best pair of horses him to the shieling, till some one should claim instantly to Shaws-Castle."
him." "To Shaws-Castle, sir ?" said the man with some "I would he had hanged him, with all my heart!" surprise.
said Mowbray. Yes-do you not know such a place ?"
“How!-hang Trimmer ?-your favourite Trim"In troth, sir, sae few company go there, except mer, that has beat the whole country ?--and it was on the great ball day, that we have had time to for- only this morning you were half-crying because he get the road to it-but St. Ronan's was here even was a-missing, and like to murder man and mother's now, sir."
Ay, what of that?-he has ridden on to get sup- "The better I like any living thing," angwered per ready-so, turn out without loss of time.' Mowbray, "the more reason I have for wishing it
" At your pleasure, sir," said the fellow, and called dead and at rest; for neither I, nor any thing that I to the postilion accordingly.
love, will ever be happy more.'
"You cannot frighten me, John, with these flights," My dear John, you have drunk hard-rode hard." answered Clara, trembling, although she endeavoured Yes-such tidings deserved to be carried express, to look unconcerned-“You have used me to them especially to a young lady who receives them so well, too often."
answered Mowbray bitterly. “I suppose, now, it will "It is well for you then; you will be ruined without make no impression, if I were to tell you that you have the shock of surprise."
it in your power to stop all this ruin ?" So much the better-We have been,” said Clara, By consummating my own, I suppose ?-Brother,
I said you could not make me tremble, but you have ** So constantly in poortith's sight,
found a way to do it." The thoughts on't gie us little fright.'
"What, you expect I am again to urge you with So say I with honest Robert Burns."
Lord Etherington's courtship ?- That might have “D-n Burns and his trash!" said Mowbray, with saved all, indeed-But that day of grace is over." the impatience of a man determined to be angry with “I am glad of it, with all my spirii,” said Clara; every thing but himself, who was the real source of may it take with it all that we can quarrel about:the evil.
But lill this instant I thought it was for this very point "And why damn poor Burns ?” said Clara com- that this long voyage was bound, and that you were posedly; "it is not his fault if you have not risen a endeavouring to persuade me of the reality of the winner, for that, I suppose, is ihe cause of all this danger of the storm, in order to reconcile me to the uproar.'
harbour." "Would it not make any one lose patience," said “You are mad, I think, in earnest," said Mowbray; Mowbray, "to hear her quoting the rhapsodies of a can you really be so absurd as to rejoice that you hobnail'd peasant, when a man is speaking of the have no way left to relieve yourself and me from ruin, downfall of an ancient house! your ploughman, I sup- want, and shame ?" pose, becoming one degree poorer ihan he was born From shame, brother ?” said Clara. “No shame to be, would only go without his dinner, or without in honest poverty, I hope." his usual potation of ale. His comrades would cry "That is according as folks have used their pros'poor fellow!' and let him eat out of their kit, and perity, Clara.--I must speak to the point. There are drink out of their bicker without scruple, will his own strange reports going below-By Heaven! they are was full again. But the poor gentleman--the down- enough to disturb the ashes of the dead! Were I to fallen man of rank-the degraded man of birth--the mention them, I should expect our poor mother to disabled and disarmed man of power!-it is he that is enter the room-Clara Mowbray, can you guess what to be pitied, who loses not merely drink and dinner, I mean ?" but honour, situation, credit, character, and name It was with the utmost exertion, yet in a faltering itself!"
voice, that she was able, after an ineffectual effort, to "You are declaiming in this manner in order to ter- utter the monosyllable, "No!" rify me,” said Clara: "but, friend John, I know you By Heaven! I am ashamed-I am even afraid to and your ways, and I have made up my mind upon express my own meaning!-Clara, what is there all contingences that can take place. I will tell you which makes you so obstinately reject every proposal more-1 have stood on this tottering pinnacle of rank of marriage ?-Is it that you feel yourself unworthy and fashion, if our situation can be termed such, till to be the wife of an honest man ?-Speak out!-En my head is dizzy with the instability of my eminence; Fame has been busy with your reputation--speak and I feel that strange desire of lossing myself down, out!--Give me the right to cram their lies down the which the devil is said to put into folk's heads when throats of the inventors, and when I go among them they stand on the top of steeples--at least, I had to-morrow, I shall know how to treat those who cast rather the plunge were over.
reflections on you! The fortunes of our house are Be satisfied, then; if that will satisfy you-the ruined, but no tongue shall slander its honour.-Speak plunge is over, and we are--what they used to call it ---speak, wretched girl! why are you silent?": in Scotland--gentle beggars--creatures to whom our Stay at home, brother?" said Clara ; "stay at second, and third, and fourth, and fifth cousins may, home, if you regard our house's honour--murder canif they please, give a place at the side-table, and a seat not mend misery-Stay at home, and let them talk in the carriage with the lady's maid, if driving back of me as they will,--they can scarcely say worse of wards will not make us sick."
me than I deserve !'' "They may give it to those who will take it,” said The passions of Mowbray, at all times ungovernClara ; " but I am determined to eat bread of my own ably strong, were at present inflamed by wie, by buying- I can do twenty things, and I am sure some his rapid journey, and the previously disturbed state one or other of them will bring me all the little money of his mind. He set his teeth, clenched his hands, I will need. I have been trying, John, for several looked on the ground, as one that forms some horrid months, how little I can live upon, and you would resolution, and muttered almost unintelligibly, “ 16 laugh if you heard how low I have brought the ac- were charity to kill her!'' count."
"Oh! no-no-no!" exclaimed the terrified girl, "There is a difference, Clara, between fanciful ex- throwing herself at his feet; "Do not kill me, brother! periments and real poverty-the one is a masquerade, I have wished for death-thought of death-praved which we can end when we please, the other is wretch- for death--but, oh! it is frightful to think that he is edness for life.”
near-Oh! noi a bloody death, brother, nor by your “Methinks, brother," replied Miss Mowbray, "it hand !" would be betier for you to set me an example how to She held him close by the knees as she spoke, and carry my good resolutions into effect, than to ridicule expressed in her looks and accents, the utmosi terror. thein."
It was not, indeed, without reason; for the extreme “Why, what would you have me do ?" said he, solitude of the place, the violent and inflamed passions fiercely-“turn postilion, or rough-rider, or whipper- of her brother
, and the desperate circumstances to in ?-I don't know any thing else that my education, which he had reduced himself, seemed all to concur as I have used it, has fitted me for-and then some to render some horrid act of violence not an improof my old acquaintances would, I dare say, give me bable termination of this strange interview. a crown to drink now and then for old acquaintance' Mowbray folded his arms, without unclenching his sake."
hands, or raising his head, while his sister conuinued “This is not the way, John, that men of sense think on the floor, clasping him round the kners with all or speak of serious misfortunes," answered his sister; her strength, and begging piteously for her life and for "and I do not believe that this is so serious as it is mercy. your pleasure to make it."
"Fool!” he said, at last, "let me go !-Who cares "Believe the very worst you can think,” replied he, for thy worthless life?-who cares if thou live or die? "and you will noi believe bad enough!-You have Live, if thou canst--and be the hate and scorn of neither a guinea, nor a house, nor a friend;--pass but every one else, as much as thou art mine!" a day, and it is a chance that you will not have a brother."
He grasped her by the shoulder, with one hand pushed her from him, and, as she arose from the floor,
and again pressed to throw her arms around his neck, "You do worse--you do worse by me! A slave in he repulsed her with his arm and hand, with a push- an open market may be bought by a kind master--you or blow-it might be termed either one or the other, - do not give me that chance-you wed me to one violent enough in her weak state, to have again ex- who"tended her on the ground, had not a chair received "Fear him not, nor the worst that he can do, Claher as she fell. He looked at her with ferocity, ra," said her brother. "I know on what terms he grappled a moment in his pocket; then ran to the marries; and being once more your brother, as your window, and throwing the sash violently up, thrust obedience in this matter will make me, he had better himself as far as he could without falling, into the tear his flesh from his bones with his own teeth, than open air. Terrified, and yet her feelings of his un- do thee any displeasure! By Heaven, I hate him so kindness predominating even above her fears, Clara much--for he has outreached me every way--that mecontinued to exclaim,
thinks it is some consolation that he will not receive "Oh, brother, say you did not mean this !-Oh, say in thee the excellent creature I thought thee!- Fallen you did not mean to strike me!-Oh, whatever I have as thou art, thou art still too good for him." deserved, be not you the executioner! It is not manly- Encouraged by the more gentle and almost affecit is not natural-there are but two of us in the world!" tionate tone in which her brother spoke, Clara could
He returned no answer; and, observing that he not help saying, although almost in a whisper, "I continued to stretch himself from the window, which trust it will not be so- I trust he will consider his own was in the second story of the building, and over-condition, honour, and happiness, better than to share looked the court, a new cause of apprehension mingled, it with me." in some measure, with her personal fears. Timidly, 'Let him utter such a scruple if he dares," said and with streaming eyes and uplifted hands, she ap- Mowbray-"But he dares not hesitate-he knows that proached her angry brother, and fearfully, yet firmly, the instant he recedes from addressing you, he signs seized the skirt of his coat, as if anxious to preserve his own death-warrant or mine, or perhaps that of him from the effects of that despair, which so lately both; and his views, too, are of a kind that will not seemed turned against her, and now against himself. be relinquished on a point of scrupulous delicacy
He felt the pressure of her hold, and drawing him- merely. Therefore, Clara, nourish no such thought self angrily back, asked her sternly what she wanted. in your heart as that there is the least possibility of
“Nothing,” she said, quitting her hold of his coat; your escaping this marriage! The match is booked "but what-what did he look after so anxiously ?" Swear you will not hesitate."
After the devil !" he answered, fiercely i then "I will not,” she said, almost breathlessly, terrified drawing in his head, and taking her hand, " By my lest he was about to start once more into the fit of soul, Clara-it is true, if ever there was truth in such unbridled fury which had before seized on him. a tale!-He stood by me just now, and urged me to “Do not even whisper or hint an objection, but submurder thee !-What else could have put my hunting- mit to your fate, for it is inevitable.” knife into my thought ?-Ay, by God, and into my "I will-submit"--answered Clara, in the same very hand-at such a moment ?-Yonder I could trembling accent. almost fancy I see him fly, the wood, and the rock, "And I,” he said, " will spare you--at least at preand the water, gleaming back the dark-red furnace-sent-and it may be for ever--all inquiry into the guilt light, that is shed on them by his dragon wings! which you have confessed. Rumours there were of By my soul, I can hardly suppose it fancy-I can misconduct, which reached my ears even in England; hardly think but that I was under the influence of an but who could have believed them that looked on you evil spirit-under an act of fiendish possession! But daily, and witnessed your late course of life? On this gone as he is, gone let him be--and thou, too ready subject I will be at present silent-perhaps may not implement of evil, be thou gone after him!" He again touch on it--that is, if you do nothing to thwart drew from his pocket his right hand, which had all my pleasure, or to avoid the fate which circumstances this time held his hunting-knife, and threw the imple- render unavoidable. And now it is late--retire, Cla. ment into the court-yard as he spoke; then with a ra, to your bed-think on what I have said as what sad quietness and solemnity of manner, shut the necessity has determined, and not my selfish pleasure." window, and led his sister by the hand to her usual He held out his hand, and she placed, but not withseat, which her tottering steps scarce enabled her to out reluctant terror, her trembling palm in his. In reach. “Clara,” he said, after a pause of mournful this manner, and with a sort of mournful solemnity, silence, we must think what is to be done without as if they had been in attendance upon a funeral, he passion or violence-there may be something for us handed his sister through a gallery hung with old fa. in the dice yet, if we do not throw away our game. mily pictures, at the end of which was Clara's bedA blot is never a blot till it is hit-dishonour con- chamber. The moon, which at this moment looked cealed, is not dishonour in some respects.-Dost thou out through a huge volume of mustering clouds that attend to me, wretched girl ?” he said, suddenly and had long been boding storm, fell on the two last desternly raising his voice.
scendants of that ancient family, as they glided hand "Yes, brother-yes, indeed, brother!" she hastily in hand, more like the ghosts of the deceased than like replied, terrified even by delay again io awaken his living persons, through the hall and amongst the porferocious and ungovernable temper.
traits of their forefathers. The same thoughts were "Thus it must be, then," he said. “You must in the breast of both, but neither attempted to say, marry this Etherington-there is no help for it, Clara while they cast a flitting glance on the pallid and de-You cannot complain of what your own vice and cayed representations, "How little did these anticipate folly have rendered inevitable."
this catastrophe of their house!" At the door of the But, brother! !--said the trembling girl.
bedroom Mowbray quitted his sister's hand, and said, "Be silent. I know all that you would say. You “Clara, you should to-night thank God, that saved love him not
, you would say: I love him not, no you from a great danger, and me from a deadly sin." more than you. Nay, what is more, he loves you “I will," she answered-"I will." And, as if her not; if he did, I might scruple to give you to him, terror had been anew excited by this allusion to what you being such as you have owned yourself. But you had passed, she bid her brother hastily good night, and shall wed him out of hate, Clara-or for the interest was no sooner within her apartment, than he heard of your family-or for what reason you will--But wed her turn the key in the lock, and draw two bolts behim you shall and must."
sides. "Brother-dearest brother-one single word!" "I understand you, Clara,” muttered Mowbray be
"Not of refusal or expostulation--that time is gone tween his teeth, as he heard one bar drawn after anby," said her stern censurer. "When I be ieved thee other. "But if you could earth yourself under Ben what I thought thee this morning, I might advise Nevis, you could not escape what fate has destined for you, but I could not compel. But, since the honour of you.— Yes!" he said to himself, as he walked with our family has been disgraced by your means, it is but slow and moody pace through the moonlight gallery, just, that, if possible, its disgrace should be hidden; uncertain whether to return to the parlour, or to reand it shall !-ay, if selling you for a slave would tend tire to his solitary chamber, when his attention was lo conceal it !"
roused by a noise in the court-yard. VOL IV.-3 U