Alfred de Rosann — page 101: what you’re looking at

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”- 92 ALFRED DE ROSANN, ville in an envelope, which he carefully sealed, and directed to Mr. Clayton. He then wrote instructions to that gentleman, explaining the nature of the docu- ments, and the manner in which they fell into his hands at the farm-house of Louis Dorval; and he en- closed a letter for Eloise, wherein he expressed the unchanged and fervent love he bore her, and his sin- cere hope that she might still be happy in her choice of a husband to become her legal protector and the partner of her fortunes. These epistles were to be forwarded, with the deeds, to their proper destination, in case of Alfred’s fall. ) Having thus arranged his affairs, our hero hastened to Thread-needle street, and informed Mr. Robson of all that had passed since they separated an hour or two before. ‘The kind-hearted banker could not conceal his agitation and alarm at the danger to which De Rosann was exposed: he however promised to call upon him early the following morning with a friend, and hinted that it would be better not to inform the ladies of the anticipated meeting. »De Rosann per- fectly acquiesced in Mr. Robson’s opinion, and did not even throw himself in the way of a. multiplicity of inquiries, which would doubtless have taken place, had he proceeded to the drawing-room to pay his re- spects to Mrs. Robson and her daughters. In the meantime Selina suffered the most excruci- ating torments: and her internal agony. was the more acute, because she was obliged to conceal it from the observation of her mother and sister. Hour after hour passed away, and De Rosann did not make his appearance as usual. Her agitated mind instantly pictured an exaggeration of all the most horrible re- sults that could possibly have ensued from a duel; for she was perfectly convinced, that the dispute would end ina hostile meeting. She fancied she saw Alfred bleeding, pale, and dying on the fatal plain: then she thought, that perhaps he was already gone to another world, and that his heart was pierced with a deadly weapon. Never was suspense so terrible, till the hour COMMGE OOO KSA)