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In the morning Percy left the party early; he make strange wills in our family," said Percy, had some business, and was to rejoin them by- who, though restless and expectant, could still and-by, but they started without him for Castle smile. “ Šir Francis left his property under peVivian. It was a beautiful October day, bright culiar conditions," he concluded abruptly, lookand calm like summer, but with a bracing ing with astonishment at Mary, whose touch breeze, and all the face of the country gleaming upon his arm had brought his explanation to a with a shower which had fallen over-night. The close. But Mary was looking at Zaidee, and he, leaves were dropping from the trees upon their too, turned to look at her. Percy was the unpath, the clouds hurrying along the horizon be witting instrument of Mary's plot; he was rather fore the wind, leaving great plains and valleys excited, full of a vague and startled expectaof clear sky, as bright as sunshine; unseen tion; but she had not told him the reason of her streams trickled behind the hedge-rows, the air contrivance, and his mind was busy with specuwas full of a twittering cadence of singing-birds lations. Still more uneasy grew Percy as his and waters. Here and there a bit of rude un- eyes followed Mary's glance. Zaidee's beautiful cultivated land threw up its group of ragged firs, figure, standing on this elevated ground, was and spread its purple Aush of heather, begin- distinctly relieved against the far-off line of sky. ning to fade, before the travellers; and the woods She was standing shading her eyes with her were rich in autumn robes, against which now hand, as she, too, gazed down the road in expecand then the playful gale made a sudden rush, tation of the new master of Castle Vivian, and throwing a handful of yellow leaves into the air, her eyes were looking far into the air, half wistwhich caught them gently, and sent them down-ful, half indifferent; her cheek was paler than ward in silent circles to their parent soil. When its wont - her hair was loosened a little by the they had come to the gate of Castle Vivian, wind. Percy could not recollect where he had Percy met them. He was very anxious that the seen this simple attitude, so full of unconscious young ladies should alight, and walk up the grace and pre-occupied attention, but it was avenue with him, while the elders of the party strangely familiar and well known to him. drove on.
“Come, Lizzy, come,” Mary cried, While he stood in doubt, a very handsome grayas she sprang from the carriage. Zaidee obeyed hound slowly approached the group, and, with with some astonishment. Within the gate the the instinct which directs these animals to lovers road ascended between high sloping banks of of their kind, seated himself, after a few disturf, here and there broken by an edge of pro- dainful sniffs at the others of the party, by Zaijecting rock or a bush of furze. Percy led his dee's feet. Percy started with a suppressed excompanions up a narrow ascent, half stair, half clamation. Long years ago Sermo was dead path, to the top of the bank, from whence they long years ago Zaidee was lost. This was a beaulooked down upon the well-kept carriage-road, tiful woman; this was not the brown girl of the with its sandy crystals sparkling in the sun. At Grange; but the group before him was Zaidee some little distance before them, where the road, and Sermo; the attitude and the conjunction gradually sweeping upward, had reached to the burst upon him with a sudden flash of recognilevel of the banks, à stately avenue of elms tion. His voice did not disturb Zaidee; her threw their lofty branches against the sky; and mind was absorbed with this gaze of hers lookat a long distance within these you looked down ing for the heir of the house of Vivian; but he upon the noble front of a great house, a building felt upon his arm the warning touch of Mary's of the age of Elizabeth, planting itself firmly hand. Mary's eyes were meeting his with a with a massive and solid splendor in a bright glance of warning; and there, ringing along the enclosure of antique gardens. The great deep road, were the cheers of the spectators, and the porch of the central entrance was occupied by sound of carriage-wheels. servants, one after another looking out as if in There was not a sound or motion more between expectation; and the balcony of a large window these watchers; Zaidee, unconscious of their close by the door was filled with a company of scrutiny, looked down upon the arriving stranladies : down below, too, in the carriage-road, ger. The carriage approached rapidly; the and dotted along the banks, were other specta- spectators on the roadside raised their hats and tors looking out anxiously as if for some ex. waved their hands, and cheered his approach pected arrival. Percy led his companions on till with unusual animation. Who was the heir of they had almost reached the entrance of that Sir Francis Vivian? She looked down upon him lofty cluster of elm trees, and were but a little with her dark wistful eyes, anxious and yet above the level of the road. “ Let us wait weary, touched with the listlessness of her long here,” said Percy, in whose voice there was a endurance. She was not prepared for any trial; quiver of emotion. “ The heir is coming home she had given herself this day to rest. The car. to-day -- we will see him pass if we wait here." riage was an open carriage, and one man alone
Mary did not speak, but Zaidee's surprise was sat within it: he was bronzed and darkened, too great for caution. “ The heir?” and she a man beyond his early youth. Zaidee looked turned towards him with an eager glance of at him with eyes which flashed out of their pasInquiry.
sive observation into the keenest scrutiny. In " Sir Francis Vivian is dead," said Percy; the greatness of her amazed and troubled joy, ** his successor is to take possession to-day.” she could no longer restrain herself. As the car6. Had he a son?”' asked Zaidee.
riage-wheels crashed by, over the sandy soil, “He had no son; this is the heir of the fam- Zaidee cried alond, " It is Philip - Philip. ily, scarcely the heir of Sir Francis Vivian. We Philip is the heir !”
Her voice rose and broke in this great moment And by the time she had reached this climax, ary outcry, and she stood still for a moment, Sophy came up to the little group which had with her hands raised and her face flushing like delayed so long. Sophy's lilies and roses were the sky under the sun; then her beautiful arms as sweet as ever, her blue eyes were bright with fell by her side; suddenly she came to herself.” tears and laughter, her pretty face was dimpling She turned round upon them, drawing back a and sparkling all over with the family joy. But step, and looking out from her sudden flush of when she reached as far as Zaidee, whose face joy with a chill creeping to her heart. She did she had not seen at first, Sophy came to a sudden not look at Mary, she looked past lier, full upon pause. Zaidee could give but one glance at her Percy Vivian, and with eyes fuil of supplicating first and dearest companion, whose wistful and terror. Percy, almost unmanned, did not say a amazed look was turned upon her. Trembling, word in that moment. He only put out his overpowered, and helpless, she covered her eyes arms, held up his hands before her; shut out with her hand, and turned away to hide the everything from her eyes with an eager gesture. burst of weeping which she could no longer "Home, Zaidee, home,” said Percy; “there is control. “Percy,” said Sophy, in a low and no other place in the world - you can only flee hurried voice, “ who is this that is so like our to our own home."
Elizabeth — who is it that weeps at seeing me?" For he did not even think of her in this ex- Percy made no answer. The hound still sat at tremity. Flight was the firsi idea in the minds Zaidee's feet, raising his large eyes wistfully to of both. “I har you - I bar you; you are ours the discussion, sympathetic, and making earnest now and forever," cried Percy, grasping her endeavors to discover what the subject of all this hands together, and forgetting even his brother. distress and wonder was. Sophy no longer noted " Zaidee --- Zaidee --- Zaidee -- there is nowhere Percy and his betrothed ; she saw only these two to flee to but home!"
CHAPTER XXXI. -HOME.
6. It is
figures — the dog with his head raised, the beautiful stranger turning away from all of them, and struggling with her sobs and tears. She was
too hurried, too much excited, to wait for an But they were lingering still upon this same answer to her question. She fell upon Zaidee, spot. Zaidee, who made no single effort to deny suddenly clasping her soft arms round her, her identity, with tears in her beautiful eyes, taking possession of the hands which no longer and her face full of supplicating earnestness, made an effort to withdraw themselves. stood withdrawn from them a little, pleading Zaidee ! Zaidee ! Nobody can deceive me! it is that they would let her go. Her whole heart our own Zay,” cried Sophy, with a great outwas in this dreary prayer of hers. Withdrawing burst. “ Did you think I would not know her ? from Mary her friend, and Percy her cousin, she I!- you know me, Zaidee? say you know me turned her face away from stately Castle Vivian, and you were coming of your own will to weland looked out upon the desolate and blank hor- come Philip. I knew you would come home izon over which the clouds were stealing, and when Philip had Castle Vivian. Zay!-only from whence the chill of approaching winter speak to me—say you know me as I know you. came in the wind. Zaidee had forgotten for the The two spectators of this scene bent forward moment that she had just seen Philip pass to & anxiously to listen. “ Yes, Sophy,” said Zaidee, better inheritance than the Grange. "She forgot among her tears. Zaidee offered no resistance everything except that she was discovered, and to the close embrace, and made no longer any that they were about to take her, the supplanter, effort to withdraw herself. Sophy, with her arm the wrongful heir, to the home whose natural round her new-found cousin, looked back to possessor she had defrauded. She would not them, waving them on, and hurried forward, permit either of them to hold that trembling breathless with her haste, her crying, her laugh and chilled hand of hers, she only besought them ing, her joy of tears. The hound stalked sol
emnly forward by Zaidee's side, mending his The new master of Castle Vivian had reached stately pace, as Sophy at every step quickened the house by this time, and entered, and from the hers. Percy Vivian and Mary Cumberland, left door came a hasty message to call these loiterers far behind, looked into each other's
faces. “When in. This pretty figure ran towards them, across did you discover this?” said the one ; and “How that fickering breadth of light and shadow, the slow you were to find it out!” said the other. path under the elm trees. In her baste her fair Percy had by no means subsided out of his first hair came down upon her neck in a long half- bewildered and
But Mary's curling lock; but Sophy Vivian, though she was satisfaction and delight were altogether unnow the Rev. Mrs. Burlington, a married lady, mingled, and had the most greeable hade of did not think her dignity at all compromised, but self-gratulation in them. They would never ran on breathless and laughing, as she caught have found her but for me,” said Mary Cumthe rebellious tress in her pretty hand. Before kerland to herself, and it was not in nature that she had reached the end of the avenue she began the planner of this successful plot should not be calling to them. “ Percy, Percy, why are you a little proud of her wisdom and her skill. lingering? Philip has come
every one is there
The windows were open in the great drawingbut you; mamma is anxious to see Miss Cum- room in Castle Vivian, and some of the family berland. I am sure this is Miss Cumberland. had come to the balcony, once more to wonder at Come, come; how can you linger so ? Philip is Percy's delay, and look out for him.
"Can this at home,"
be Miss Cumberland whom Sophy is bringing
Let me go away."
forward so?" asked one. “Who does the dog | Sophy in her ear ; " no need to be sad now. belong to?” said another. “Elizabeth, Eliza- Philip has Castle Vivian ; Philip is the head of beth — who is this?” cried Margaret. They the house. He ought to have given you the began to wonder, and to grow excited, especially Grange now, if it had not been yours before. as Percy was visible in the distance, approaching He cannot have everything, Zaidee. Philip has quietly with the real Miss Cumberland. At this Castle Vivian, and it is nothing but joy now moment the distant ringing of Sophy's voice that you have the Grange." came to their ears - there was a great start, Sophy was the wisest in her practical comfortand rush to the window. “ Zaidee, Zaidee!” ings. Zaidee lifted up her drooping head. “Is cried Sophy, at the highest pitch of her sweet Philip the heir of all ?” said Zaidee. She was youthful voice. “I have found Zay here is answered by a cry of assent from the whole of Zay, mamma - Philip, here is Zay; she has them, and Philip came near. This Philip was come home !"
scarcely more like the Philip of seven years ago And when Zaidee reached the porch, it was to than Zaidee was like the Zaidee of that time. bo plunged into such a vehement embrace, such It was not only that he was now in the flush and a conflict of exclamations, of inquiries, of won- prime of youthful manhood, with powers de ders - such an eager crowd of faces and out- veloped by trial, and a character proved and stretched arms, such a tumult of sound, that established, but the wonder was that Philip, what little strength remained to her was over- who came forward eagerly, drew back again powered. She saw them all through a mist, with an extraordinary deference and respect, face behind face. Even Aunt Vivian herself, which Zaidee could not comprehend ; and inthough she was still an invalid, was first at the stead of the cager and overwhelming joy of the door, wrapped in her shawl, to see if Sophy's others, Philip could only stammer and hesitate, wonderful discovery was true, and Zaidee grasned and finally express in a little effusion of warmth, the arm of Elizabeth to save herself from falling. which brought a renewed flush to his check, his She was half led, half carried into the grent, delight in seeing his cousin. He said “My warm, hospitable room they had left, in which cousin;" he did not say “ Zay." Mr. Cumberland, Mrs. Cumberland, and Aunt “ Zaidee? Zaidee ? " said Mrs. Burtonshaw, Burtonshaw stood together at one of the windows coming forward at last when there was an in a group, looking out upon the approach of opening for her; “what do they mean, ElizaPercy and Mary, and marvelling what was the beth ? Tell them your proper name, my love. cause of all this excitement. These good people Mrs. Vivian and her family are mistaken were mightily amazed when they saw this tri- strangely. What is the meaning of it all? umphal entry of their own Elizabeth, whom Your name was Elizabeth Francis before you Mrs. Vivian held very firmly by one hand, whom were adopted by Maria Anna, and I do not Mrs. Morton supported on the other side, whom know what this means — indeed I do not know." Sophy danced joyously before, her fair hair “ Yes, indeed, she is my adopted daughter, streaming down upon her neck, and her pretty Elizabeth Cumberland," said Mrs. Cumberland, figure instinct in every line of it with the sim- adding her word. “My dear Mr. Vivian, I am plest and fullest joy. Margaret, behind, looked convinced there is some delightful tale to be told over Zaidee's shoulder, guarding her on that here. Elizabeth, explain it to us. side ; and behind all walked the newly-arrived child ?" Lord of Castle Vivian, a little withdrawn from Zaidee rose from her knees, but stood before the group, a little disconcerted, his eyes fixed them in a stooping, humble attitude, looking at upon the universal centre, and a flush upon his no one. “I am Zaidee Vivian," she said hurface. The procession marched on, never inter- riedly. “I left the Grange because Philip would mitting in its cries of joy and welcome till it not take his natural right, but left it to me. I reached Mrs. Vivian's chair, and then the ranks have deceived you, Aunt Burtonshaw - I have ppened, the family dispersed themselves around deceived every one — though every one has been this domestic throne, and Mrs. Vivian took her so kind to me. But it was all that I might not place in it, still holding firmly by her captive, defraud Philip— that I might fulfil Grandfather whom Elizabeth still supported by her mother's Vivian's latest will." side. “Now, we are all here. Philip has come Some spell is upon Philip, that he cannot say home,” said Mrs. Vivian, with her voice trem- a single word of acknowledgment. His mother bling. “Zaidee, child, look in my face, and tell answers for him. “Philip has Castle Vivian me it is you."
now, Zaidee — take your own place, dear child. But Žaidee could not look in Aunt Vivian's Sit down by me once more. It is my business face; she sank upon her knees, half with inten- now to satisfy your kind friends that you have tion, half from faintness. This attitude was not deceived them. 'Tell Mrs. Cumberland, quite involuntary, but it filled Mrs. Vivian's Percy, Zaidee's story, and thank her for us all eyes with tears, and she extended her arms, and that she has kept our child so tenderly. Bring drew the beautiful sinking head to her breast. Miss Cumberland to me- bring me my new “Do you remember?” said Mrs. Vivian, look- daughter, Percy - and thank her mother for her ing round upon them ; and so well they all re- goodness to our other child.” membered little orphan Zaidee kneeling by the “And Zaidee is a great beauty !” cried hearth of the Grange - that dear warm family Sophy. “ Zaidee is more beautiful than Elizahearth - by the house-mother's knee.
beth. Mother, look at her! Why, Philip is " You need not be sad now, Zaidee," said | afraid of Zaidee; and instead little Zay, the
Who are you,
greatest beauty of all the house has come home and was accepted as spokeswoman by universal to Castle Vivian to-day!”
The great room was lighted in every part, but CHAPTER XXXII. — EVERYBODY'S STORY.
entirely deserted for this closer circle round the
fire. While just outside the circle, with a small “Now that we are all here together,” says reading-table before him, piled with old volumes Sophy, “I think, instead of every one telling from the library, Mr. Cumberland sat ready to her own story, I had better tell Zaidee all about hear anything that struck his wandering fancy, it- what has happened to us all.”
but pursuing his favorite whim of the moment, This day had worn on from morning to evening through various Psalters and antique Bibles, with in spite of its great excitement, and they were great devotion. The conversation within the now assembled round the fireplace - a wide circle was occasionally broken by an exclamacirele. Mrs. Vivian, seated on one side of the tion of rapture from Mr. Cumberland over some hearth, occupied just such a seat of honor and emblazoned initial, but these did not come suffisupremacy as she had in the Grange; and half ciently often to break upon any more important hidden within her shadow was Zaidee, with Aunt speech. Vivian's hand resting upon her low chair. Aunt • Well, Zaidee,” said Sophy, “when we could Vivian was supported on the other side by Philip, hear nothing of you, Philip had to go away. who had been greatly thrown into the shade by And here is Captain Bernard Morton! But you Zaidee's return. He was no longer the hero of remember Captain Bernard, Zay, who married the day; the family fête celebrated the recovery Elizabeth ? - and this gentleman is Sir David of the lost child much more than the return of Powis, who married Margaret. Margaret is the head of the house; and Philip was still sin- Lady Powis. Did no one ever tell you? And gularly silent and discomposed, and gave abun- they live at Powisland, just over the Dee; and dant reason for Sophy's saying that he was this is Reginald Burlington. He is Rector of afraid of the beauty. He looked at her very Woodchurch now, Zaidee, since Mr. Powis went often, this chief of the house of Vivian; he re- away. And — and — we live there, you know, ferred to her after a stately sort as “my cousin." when we are not at the Grange; and we are all Bat Philip did not seem able to join in the family very happy; and Elizabeth has four children; overflow of rejoicing over “our Zay.” He was and Margaret has two; and Percy is a great a great deal more respectful of the stranger than author, and writes books; and Philip has come any other individual present. He showed the home to be a great man, and the head of the most courtly and observant regard of her; and family; and mamma has got well again; and we Zaidee nerer looked up but she found Philip's wanted nothing to make this the happiest day eges retiring from her own beautiful face. But in this world,” said Sophy, her eyes running in spite of this, she was wonderfully disappointed over with tears and gladness, “but to have in Philip. He was so cold, he must surely be Zaidee back again; and Zaidec has come back angry. Her heart was sore within her by reason again - the same as ever, but a great beauty as of this one remaining pain.
well; and Philip is at home; and if any fairy And Mrs. Cumberland, Zaidee's kind and fan- should ask me to wish now, I am sure I could ciful patroness, sat at Philip's right hand, the not tell what to think of, everything has come object of his most particular attention. Mrs. so full of joy !” Cumberland indeed had given up her son-in-law This brief epitome of the family history was elect, who was only the genius of the family, in received with great applause by the sons and preference for the head of the house, and the sons-in-law, to whom it alluded. Zaidee sat head of the house lavished upon her his greatest quite silent, listening very eagerly, yet in reality cares. Then came Elizabeth, in her matronly making very little of it. She sat close by Aunt and noble beauty, with Zaidee's little gold chain Vivian, with a strange perception of her changed round her beautiful thrcat; and there was Mary position - a strange dreamy realization of the Cumberland, rather shy and discomposed, be time which was past. Nothing of all these tween Mrs. Morton and her sister Margaret. seven years was so strangely bewildering to her Margaret was indisputably the most splendid as the events of to-day. She could recall everyperson present. In dress and manner alike, thing except these crowded and hurrying hours this once pensive Margaret was much more of which had swept away, before their flood of surthe great lady than either her mother or sister; prise and sudden enlightenment, all the barriers and a pretty boy, rather fantastically but very which she had built about her life. She was richly dressed, was seated on her footstool, and seated by Aunt Vivian's side - she was surleaning his head upon her knee. Then came rounded by all the endearing bonds of the famCaptain Bernard Morton, then a fair, high- ily - she was grasped on every side by new featured man, bland and lofty, in whom the relationships ; and, most wonderful change of grand manner was still more appareat. And all, she was now no longer Philip's supplanter, then came Aunt Burtonshaw, extremely bewil- but only the heir of the secondary estate - the dered, and Percy, and the young clergyman jointure-house, the younger son's portion; and who had once been Mr. Wyburgh's curate, and Philip was of Castle Vivian, the head of the whose intimacy at the Grange had filled good house. She heard the voices rising in general Mr. Green with terror for the young ladies. conversation; she heard Mary Cumberland de Last of all pretty Sophy Vivian, leaning forward tailing, with a happy readiness, the gradual light from her corner, volunteered the family history, I thrown to herself upon Zaidee, and how at last
she was convinced of her identity when news with a tender brightness. “You are glad that of Mrs. Vivian's illness came; she heard the I have Castle Vivian,” said Philip; * do you wondering exclamations of Aunt Burtonshaw, know how I have it, Zaidee ?” He had never and the joyous voice of Sophy ringing a uni- called her Zaidee before, and she looked up versal chorus to every other felicitation; she gratefully, thinking the cloud had passed away. heard it all, but only as some one far off might But it did not seem that Philip could bear this hear. She was in a maze of strange bewilder- upward look, for he turned his head from her & ment - was it possible that she was at home? - little, and led her down again rather abruptly, that her name was Zaidee Vivian, and not as he began to speak in the plainest and most Elizabeth Cumberland ? - that she was restored matter-of-fact style. “ Sir Francis Vivian had to her identity, to herself, and to her friends ? no son,” said Philip; “his only heir was a favorZaidee sat bending her beautiful head upon her ite adopted child, and he would not confer the hands- uncertain,wondering; then falling back lands of the Vivians upon one who bore another at last on one thing certain, pausing to ask her- name. So he bequeathed to me the house itself, self why Philip had not a word to say when on condition that I was able to purchase the Zaidee was found again.
lands attached to it for a sum he named — a sufWhen the barrier of a night was placed be- ficient sum to endow richly his adopted son. I tween her and this wonderful day, it became was able to do this by good fortune -- and now less unreal to the returned exile. While every the chief branch of our family is once more one else was still asleep, Zaidee, waking in the seated in its original place.” early dawn, went out to wander about this He ended abruptly as he had began; and but lordly dwelling of her race, and with family that he kept her hand very closely upon his pride and interest admire its massive front and arm, Zaidee would have thought she was a great noble proportions. She stood within the wide, incumbrance to him, and that he wished her deep alcove of the porch, looking down upon away. that line of noble trees fluttering their yellow "'When I left the Grange first, I was continufoliage in the morning sun, and throwing down ally dreaming of happy chances to bring me a shower of leaves with every breath of wind. home again," said Zaidee, “but I wonder that I Their shadows lay across the path, dividing it never thought of this, the best way of all. I into long lines; and beyond lay the rich foreimagined you a very great man often, and gave ground of turf, the grassy banks between which you every kind of rank and honor; but I never the road disappeared, passing out from this thought of Castle Vivian; I never thought of the retired and lofty privacy into the busy world. other family house, which we must always have The broad stone balcony from which Elizabeth even a greater pride in than even in our own and Margaret had caught their first glimpse of Grange.” her, yesterday, descended by a flight of stairs “You gave me rank and honor, did you ?” into the old rich flower-garden, still gay with said Philip, melting a little. “Well, I thought patches of old-fashioned flowers; and the great of you often enough, Zaidee; many a day.” house, so large, so lofty, with its air of wealth, When he said this they were at the door, and and place, and old magnificence, filled Zaidee Philip escaped hastily with the look of a culprit. with a great thrill of pleasure and of pride. As “There was surely nothing wrong in thinking she made her way by the garden path to the of me,” Zaidee said to herself as she threaded other side of the house, looking up at it with those lofty passages to her own room. When simple delight and admiration, and pausing to she arrived there, and by chance saw herself in see far off the hills of Wales, and a beautiful the mirror, with the faint color of her cheek glimpse of green fields and woodlands without freshened by the morning, and her eyes full of this domain, Zaidee could not repress her ex- light and pleasure, Zaidee was struck with a ultation. “And this is Philip's — and Philip momentary consciousness. She went away from is the true head of the house -- and Castle the glass in great haste with a blush of shame; Vivian has come back to him,” said Zaidee. at that moment, of all moments, Sophy's burst She spoke under her breath, but still she started of triumph "n great beauty!” flashed into Zaito see Philip himself approaching her. A glow dee's mind.' If she was a great beauty, poor of pleasure was on Philip's face, but still he Zaidee could not help it; but she arranged her drew back, and bowed, and was ceremonious. morning-dress very rapidly, and kept far away He offered her his arm with the respect of a from the mirror. Zaidee was sadly ashamed of courtier. He called her cousin; and Zaidee herself when this annoying consciousness came looked up at him timidly, afraid to say, as she to her mind. had intended to say, “Philip, are you angry?” “May I come in?” said Mary Cumberland, The two continued their walk together in silence. as she opened the door. “I wonder what I am She suffered him to lead her quietly, and did not to call you now; it must be Lizzy still. And ask where he was going; but where he was how could you keep such a secret from me? You going was simply out of the flower-garden into a might have told me; indeed you might, you noble park, dotted with grand trees, and un- secret heiress - you lady of mystery. I rememdulating into knolls and hollows, covered with ber such quantities of things now, about how the richest greensward. He led her to one of you used to talk at Ulm, and words I thought so these little eminences, and they looked back strange. Of course, if mamma had known, or together upon the beautiful pile of building Aunt Burtonshaw, your secret would have been before them, on which the morning sun shone' no secret; but you might have trusted me.”