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ness. “ To see the noble lady whose hours of recreation were wont to be devoted to the torment, the bodily and mental torment, of the poor orphan dwarf,- to see her dragged in some sorry cart to where the assembled vulgar should stand in one dense mass, gaping with idle expectation to behold the ignominious end of all her black adultery and foul murders, and brought to that by me,—that would indeed be triumph !-And could I resist so great a satisfaction, were not my tongue tied down ?—But why stand I thus in parley ? - If she, whose fair domains have now so long been held by your accursed spawn, shall not be righted ere another hour, my tongue will then be free and fluent. Shall I glad you with brief rehearsal now, to prove how much I know? -The arbour where the willing minister of your wickedness was tutored to your scheme of foul assassination !--the murder witnessed and the murdered"
“ Hold, hold, for mercy's sake !_all, all shall be restored !" cried Lady Deborah, sunk at once from the high pinnacle of dignity on which she had placed herself, by these dark hints of something so dreadful that she even feared to hear it
repeated. “I see-oh horrible my fate is indeed in thy hands. But have mercy on me koh have
mercy !” said she, in a tone of the most ab ject and earnest entreaty, as she threw herself an her knees before the dwarf; “save, oh! save my name from eternal ignominy, and all shall be re stored !"
A grim smile of ineffable contempt shot, like the lurid glare of a meteor, over the wild features of the dwarf. The soul of the wretched woman was humbled to the dust ; she fell forward at full length on the floor, and lay for some moments overpowered by the poignancy of her feelings. Then, starting up, she clasped her hands, and again repeated—“Oh, save me !--save the name of my house from eterual disgrace !"
!But the Dwarfie Carline had vanished !
The Lady Deborah gazed around, oppressed by a kind of stupor. Her eyes wandered into every corner of the apartment, afraid again to excounter the figure that had so lately, filled them with dread, and returned, relieved by their ineffectual search after it. She slowly recovered herself so far as to rise from the humiliating posture her fears had thrown her into, and reclining for
some time in the chair she had formerly sat in, she gradually brought her mind to something like composure. At length she rang the bell violently, and ordered her maid to carry her compliments to Sir William Percival, and to request an immediate interview with him.
The gentlemen lost no time in obeying her summons, and they had no sooner entered the room, than, rising with all the majesty, she had formerly exhibited,
“ Sir William," said she, “ from an interview I have just had with a person who was a domestic in my family while I was abroad, I have had such evidence as leads me fully to believe, that she, who has so long passed as my niece, has been imposed on me as such. She is, in truth, no niece of mine,—and I am willing to declare so, that she may give up her estates to the proper
I am yet so astonished, that I have not recovered my usual tranquillity of mind. I feel hardly equal to the agitating scene of a last interview with her whom I have hitherto believed to be my niece, and the first meeting with her who is so in reality, to whom my protection must now be given, and my life henceforth devoted.”
The two gentlemen looked at each other.
Lady Deborah,” said Sir William Percival, “ it gives me pleasure to observe, that you are already satisfied as to the true state of the case Nothing now remains but to introduce the real Miss Delassaux to you, and that you should publicly acknowledge her unquestionable rights. Let me beg of you to retire to compose yourself, and to prepare yourself for the meeting. Meanwhile you may sign these papers.”
Lady Deborah’s frame shook from head to fool She hastily glanced over the writings,-took up the pen,-and, with a trembling hand, attached her name to the documents Sir William presented to her. Her signature was immediately witnessed by the two gentlemen
She then bowed, and slowly left the apartment.
Que les moments que delivrent tout d'un coup le cæur et l'esprit d'une terrible peine font sentir un plaisir inconcévable.
MADAME DE SEVIGNE',
Joy is such a foreigner,
As Amherst and his friend, Cleaver, were preparing to start for Oakenwold, a servant arrived from the old Admiral, with the following letter to his son :
“ MY DEAR AMHERST, “ I beg that, on receiving this, you will ride over to meet me at Brokenhurst Hall, where I am going on the affairs of Miss Delassaux, which have now come to a crisis. I know she is particularly desirous to see you, and, at such a time, you cannot refuse to gratify her. I, therefore, hope you will be there in the course of the day.
" Your affectionate father,
“ CABLE OAKENWOLD."