waring?"

"I suppose so, Mr. Roberts; I suppose so."

After old Sam and his son had taken their departure, Lucy once more
adverted to the duty as well as the necessity of acquainting her
father with her safety, and thus relieving his mind of much anxiety
and trouble. To this her friend at once consented. The baronet, in the
meantime, felt considerably the worse for those dreadful conflicts
which had swept down and annihilated all that ever had any tendency to
humanity or goodness in his heart. He felt unwell--that is to say, he
experienced none of those symptoms of illness which at once determine
the nature of any specific malady. The sensation, however, was that of
a strong man, who finds his frame, as it were, shaken--who is aware that
something of a nameless apprehension connected with his health hangs
over him, and whose mind is filled with a sense of gloomy depression
and restlessness, for which he neither can account nor refer to any
particular source of anxiety, although such in reality may exist. It
appeared to be some terrible and gigantic hypochondriasis--some waking
nightmare--coming over him like the shadow of his disappointed ambition,
blighting his strength, and warning him, that when the heart is made the
battle-field of the passions for too long a period, the physical powers
will ultimately suffer, until the body becomes the victim of the spirit.

Yet, notwithstanding this feeling, Sir Thomas's mind was considerably
relieved. Lucy had not eloped; but then, the rumor of her elopement
had gone abroad. This, indeed, was bitter; but, on the other hand,
time--circumstances--the reappearance of this most mysterious
stranger--and most of all, Lucy's high character for all that was great
and good, delicate and honorable, would ere long, set her right with the
world. Nothing, he felt, however, would so quickly and decidedly effect
this as her return to her father's roof; for this necessary step would
at once give the lie to calumny.

In order, therefore, to ascertain, if possible, the place of her present
concealment, he resolved to remove to his metropolitan residence, having
taken it for granted that she had sought shelter there with some of her
friends. Anxious, nervous, and gloomy, he ordered his carriage, and in
due time arrived in Dublin.

Thither the stranger had preceded him. The latter, finding that
Ballytrain could no longer be the scene of his operations, also sought
the metropolis. Fenton had dis