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Muchos hay en el mundo que han llegado,
A' la engañosa alteza desta vida,
Que fortuna los ha siempre ayudado,
Y dadolos la mano á la subida ;
Para despues de haberlos leventado
Derribarlos con misera caida.


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Whilst Amherst and his Eliza were giving way to those ecstatic emotions, occasioned by their being again so happily restored to each other, a step was heard. It was the lady we have hitherto known as Miss Delassaux who approached. She came sliding and smiling in with all the air of a woman of the highest fashion, appearing for a moment surprised to see so many people, and dropping a sort of general curtsey, rather to the walls of the apartment; than to the personages within them.

“ Sir Cable Oakenwold,” said she, “ this is an unexpected pleasure. I am overjoyed to see you once again at Brokenhurst Hall. Miss Oakenwold, I hope I see you perfectly well. I trust you have left all your darling little pets-yourcanaries--your piping-bulfinches and your goldfishes in perfect health. Mr Oakenwold !" continued she, throwing a languishing glance towards Amherst, and walking up to the window, where he rose to acknowledge her, “ you have been a traveller since I had the happiness of seeing you ; indeed,” said she, with a half suppressed sigh, “ it is quite an age since I have had that pleasure--so long, in truth, that I own I feel quite as much futtered, as if it were a new introduction. But," continued she, without giving time for more than the common places of recognition from those she addressed, “ I see I have, indeed, some new acquaintances to make. This young lady-May I beg the honour of an introduction to her, Mr Oakenwold ?

Amherst felt much embarrassed. Eliza grew pale and agitated. His presence of mind forsook him. He hesitated, and stammered out

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“Miss Maleolm I beg your pardonMiss Delassaux."

“Ha! ha! ha! what is the matter with you, Mr Oakenwold ?" said the lady, mistaking his confusion. “Well, 'tis no matter, Miss Mal. colm. I hope we shall soon be better acquainted with each other; and, in the meanwhile, I beg to give you, as well as that gentleman," bowing to wards Lord Eaglesholme, (who, suffering under strong agitation, sat buried in an arın chair, as if wishing to escape observation,)“ to give you my best welcome to this, my poor house. But, indeed, to any one introduced by our highly estimable friends of Oakenwold Manor, my welcome must ever be most cordial. Sir William Percival!. I beg your pardon for not sooner observing you. But why have we not some refreshment? Pray, do me the favour to ring the bell, Mr Oakenwold ?"

Amherst rose to obey her, when she immediately placed herself in the chair he had occupied by the fair Eliza, and began surveying her with an, overwhelming steadiness of stare.

No. servant answered the summons. These poor people of both sexes were all huddled toge

ther in a knot in the hall, eagerly discussing their hopes and fears, as to their chance of receiving long arrears of wages, which Mr Hawkins, more attentive to his own interest than to theirs, had permitted to run up, by feeding them with promises he never meant to fulfil.

1 top A noise was heard among them. Mr Haw? kins himself had arrived, and they immediately opened on him like a hungry pack of hounds, when the huntsman enters the kennel about feeding-time. But the important little man brushed them from him. He had something more interesting to think of than any concerns of theirs." One of the bailiffs, whom he had left in charge of matters while he went home for the night, had just told him, that his execution was interrupted by the authority of Sir William Percival. Alarm ed by this intelligence, he hastened up stairs.'si'?

After two or three preparatory hems, he enter ed the drawing-room, with that vulgarly presuming, yet somewhat subdued air, a low-bred man cannot avoid wearing, when in the company of persons of superior rank and birth, even when he's wishes to be important in their eyes. He made two or three awkward bows in succession, with his

turnip-head, and thin face, thrust forwards with a motion more resembling the butting of a ram, than any thing else.

" Your humble servant, Sir Cable Oakenwold! -Gentlemen all !-Sir William Percival, your very humble servant !-Ladies !-Miss Delassaux !—Madam! your most obedient.--A pleasant morning, Gentlemen.-Any news with you, Sir Cable ?"

The old Admiral answered him with a humph, and continued his quarter-deck. The rest of the party stared at him, but seemed not to consider it necessary to rise from their seats, or, indeed, hardly to notice him. His mistress alone eyed him with a countenance suddenly inflamed, as if by no very gentle feeling, and addressing him in the haughtiest tone and manner she could possibly


“ Mr Hawkins," cried she, “ what important affair may I ask has procured me a visit from you at this time? You see I am engaged with guests.

- I cannot go into any kind of business at present. I beg you will retiré, therefore, and wait below in the steward's room, until my leisure enables me to order your attendance."

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