e listened with a smile to this proposal, yet objected to the
indelicacy of her wishing to see him, after he had taken his leave--but
as Miss Woodley perceived that she was inclined to infringe this
delicacy, of which she had so proper a sense, she easily persuaded her,
it was impossible for the most suspicious person (and Lord Elmwood was
far from such a character) to suppose, that the paying him a visit at
that period of time, could be with the most distant idea of regaining
his heart, or of altering one resolution he had taken.

But though Miss Milner acquiesced in this opinion, yet she had not the
courage to form the determination that she would go.

Daylight now no longer peeped, but stared upon them. Miss Milner went to
the looking-glass, breathed upon her hands and rubbed them on her eyes,
smoothed her hair and adjusted her dress; yet said, after all, "I dare
not see him again."

"You may do as you please," said Miss Woodley, "but I will. I that have
lived for so many years under the same roof with him, and on the most
friendly terms, and he going away, perhaps for these ten years, perhaps
for ever, I should think it a disrespect not to see him to the last
moment of his remaining in the house."

"Then do you go," said Miss Milner, eagerly; "and if he should ask for
me, I will gladly come, you know; but if he does not ask for me, I will
not--and pray don't deceive me."

Miss Woodley promised her not to deceive her; and soon after, as they
heard the servants pass about the house, and the clock had struck six,
Miss Woodley went to the breakfast room.

She found Lord Elmwood there in his travelling dress, standing pensively
by the fire-place--and, as he did not dream of seeing her, he started
when she entered, and, with an appearance of alarm, said, "Dear Miss
Woodley, what's the matter?" She replied, "Nothing, my Lord; but I could
not be satisfied without seeing your Lordship once again, while I had it
in my power."

"I thank you," he returned with a sigh--the heaviest and most intelligent
sigh she ever heard him condescend to give. She imagined, alas, that he
looked as if he wished to ask how Miss Milner did, but would not allow
himself the indulgence. She was half inclined to mention her to him, and
was debating in her mind whether she should or not, when Mr. Sandford
came into the room, saying, as he entered,

"For Heaven's sake, my Lord, where did you sleep last night?"

"Why do you ask!" said he.

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