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‘THE MYSTERY OF SI, MAEBK’'S ABBEY. 182 -agitated with deabt, fear, and anxiety, leat my schemes should be frustrated At length, however, evening set in; I had been for about an hour in my own roam, having complained of headache, and having listened to hear if all was still below, I implored the protection of Providence, placed the letters on the table, and with cautions steps descended the stairs, and left the house by the back-way, and hurried! y crossing the Jittle garden, safely gained the fields be~ yond. I ran on with breathless haste, every now and then looking fearfally back to see whether I was pursued, and in a short time afterwards I reached the spot where me and Gilbert had agreed to meet. ~ The pale moon was just riding in the heavens, and by the light which she shed upen the earth, I could distinguish the shadow of a form moving in the distance, and near the spot where we had appointed to meet. ‘ This must be Gilbert,’ I ejaculated, andgmy heart beat high with expectation, and I quickened my pace. I came up to the figure I had seen; it was muffled Up in a mantle, such ag I had seen my lover wear, and his face was partially covered with the. same.’ The figure was the same—it was, it must be he for whom I was hazarding so mach. I rushed into his arms, and he pressed me rapturously to his heart. Gilbert, dear, dear Gilbert,’ I exclaimed. *** Hush, my love,” he whispered, in tones so low that I could scarcely hear them, ‘be silent here, we have not a moment to lose ; come, come, let US away,’ “* He took my arm, and led me hastily from the spot, and I did not offer to say another syllable, but my agitation was extreme, so‘ great, that I had great difficulty in sustaining myself, and I felt that I was doing wrong, and repented that I had consented to leave my home in such a clandes- tino manner ; my heart reproached me fer my ingratitude to my parents. I also felt that Gilbert had not done as he ought to have done, in persuading me to elope with him, “* Ob! Gilbert,’ I cried, as we approached the vehicle, which was to con- vey us away, ‘suffer me to retarn home; I cannot abandon my parents thus. I.was to blame, very much to blame, to give my assent to this sinful step. Let me return, and we will put our trust in Providence, who will, doubtless, yet cause us to be united. “* To these solicitations, however, my lover made no reply; but burried me towards the vehicle, into which he assisted me, I being at che time almost un- conscious of what was passing around me, and having followed himself, it drove off with the greatest rapidity, and we were soon far away from the neighbourhood in which I had been born, and where I had passed so many happy years of my youth. ‘*** Dear Gilbert,’ I ejaculated, ‘alas! why did you not accede to my Wishes, and suffer me to return home ; my parents will never forgive me for having thus acted.” “A loud and coarse laugh was the only answer I received to this. I started, and my heart sunk within me. “*Goed Ged!’ I exclaimed, ‘ who is it with me? It cannot, it is not Gilbert 1’ ’ ba “No, proud, scornful girl, it is not he with whom you thought to elope ; itismot the base knave who would have seduced you to ruin, and brought COMIC DOO 1(GO)