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I TUR. MYSTRRIES. 90 “ Your commission, Miss, shall be executed with- | both i in Tokenhouse Yard at twelve o’clook pre- out @ zmoment'’s unnecessary delay,” zegpoaded the mean, who immediately quittedthe house, With, this understanding, to which the orphan ‘Feu minutes clapsed before it strugk Camilla that | thankfully assented, he toek his departure. she hadi fargotten to communicate her.name to the in- divid ual who bad thus undertaken r covey her me =— Sage te Meagles; and she almost felt sumprised an @nmoyed that the man himself had not saked the CHAPTER LXXXVIL question. She however consoled wath the re- RPHaN’ flection that Meagles would be certain te guess who ae 7 PAIEEES it was that thus sent for him—and if not, the de- | Pazoseny as the olock.of the Royal Exchange scription which the messenger would give of her per- | was striking mid-day, Camilla Morton and the wo- somal appearance could not fail to recall her to his | maa alighted from a hackney-cesch in Lothbary, rene tection. whence they passed inte Tokenhouse Yard, whieh “At the expiration of an hour the man returned, | is a blind alley the houses whereof are chiofly let wearhng a mournful expression of countenauce; and | out es offices and businessa-promines, vrnonneg instantly perceived that something was| With the little mazey which Camilla had in hee possession when she fied from Béirs. Brace’s huuse = Mn Meogies ian’t at home, Misa,” he said; | on the preceding aighi, she had perchased a beamet “and I regret to inform you that he won't retura | and scarf; and the excitement of baving her miad for the next six weeks. He's gome to Scotland, ié | Dow actively employed had brought back the colour appears, on very particular business — for the | to her cheeks. Her appearance was thenefore lady. Prince of Wales, I think the woman of the house | like, pleasing, aud interesting—and, as the woman told me-—" kept elose behind her, it seemed as if a gantesl * Yes-—moat probably,” murmured peor Camille, young person was walking out attended by her in am stifling tone: “I know that he is wery fre- | cervant. quently employed i in transacting the business of his | Scsrosly had they entered Tekenhonse Yard Reyel Highness.” when the woman exclaimed, “How fortunate ! © Well, cheer up, Miss—don’t take on about it,” | Here comes my husband with the lawyer |” said the man. “ You're quite welcome to stay. here,| And Camilla, raising her eyes, beheld the man you know, till your friend returns: ead as for | advancing in company with a short, stout, red-faced, meney—I'm sure neither me or my calssus will | but respectable-looking individual, dressed in black, ever asi you for a farthing——" and who was immediately introdaced to Miss Mor. “The young lady is not without fands,” observed | ten as Mr. Samuel Simmonds. the, womea,as if giving a piece of information to; “Highly honoured to make your asequaintance, her husband. Miss,” said the attorney. “ What can I do for you ‘Oh! well—I'm glad of that for her sake, poor | in the way of business? Bat had we not better dear {!” exelaimed the latter. “Bat how could I I | walk back to my offices?” he demanded, glancing know it unless you told me, my love?” he added, | over his choulder in the direction of the farther ex. in a tone of bland and gentle remonstrance to his | tremity of Tokenhouse Yard. wife. “J don’t think it's necessary, sir,” suggested the “ My good friends,” suddenly exclaimed Camilla, man. “This young lady only wants to sell out a after a few moments’ deep thought; “my mind is | few 7 made up how to act. It is true that I possess | “Indeed! Oh! well—it happens that I am just few hundreds of pounds in the Bank of England, | going over to the Bank to meet my broker, who is to which sum I had hoped to leave there to acaumn- | sell out twenty thousand for a certain noble lerd— Jate while J subsisted by the earnings of niy needle. | my best client in fact,” observed Mr. Samuel Sim- 1 am determined not to seek for another aituation ; | monds, assuming a confidential tone and air, as if but I will hire and furnish a neat lodging in a re- | he would not tell everybody that the nameless peer spectabie neighbeurhood and endeavour ¢o form a | was his smost generous patron, “~ Well, Miss—and connexion as a dress-maker. For this purpose I | how mach de you propose to sell out ?—and what’s propose ta repair to the City—inquire for some re- | the stock? Be so kiad as to tell me all about is, spectable solicitor or stock-broker——” Miss—and your business shall be done in 0 jifoy— “ If you want a lawyer, Mias,” interrupted the wa- | ahem! I mean in a moment.” man, “my husband's attorney is one in whom you| Camilla, taking the abrupiness of the lawyor’s can place implicit trust. Ah! we wore better off | manner for the off-handedness of business, drow ourselves once, Miss,.I cam assure you—and then | fron: the bosom of her dress a Bank reesipt;. and wehad our regular professional adviser, who hme | presenting it to the attorney, she said, “ This will stack like a friend to us ever aince.” give you all the necessary explanations, sir: and I “He has indeed |” ejaculated the man. “There | am desirous to sell out a hundred pounds.” | isn’t a better fellow in the world than Samuel Sim- | © Very well, Miss—a huadred pounds,” repeated mond4, Eequire—thonugh I say it. And whatis mere | Mr. Samuel Simmonds. “Just be so kind as ta step extraordinary still, l’ve gos an appointment with | overtothe Bank with me. Oh! you may come hia this forenoon——” too—both ef you, if you like,” he added, tarning “T shall be thankful,” said Camilla, “if you will | with a patronising smile to the man and his wife, ffloy me to accompany you to Mr, Simmonds’| Tho whole party accordingly crossed over the office.” street to the Bank, and entered that court-yard *Well—I have got to call at several places fest,” | which communicates with Lothbury. remgrked the men: “but my missus shall go with | “Stop here one moment, Mies—stop here with yen inte the City presently—and Til mees you | the young lady, my g00d friends,” said Mr. Remnel | te perp eens ee COLT NOOKS.«EO ©)