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THE MYSTERIES. Page: “but I am so bewildered and confused that 1 know not how to separate and classify my ideas.” “Permit me to take upon myself the part of in- terrogator,” said the baronet. “On what ground has a reward been offered for my apprehension ?” “Shall I tell you ?” said the commercial traveller, with some degree of hesitation. ° “Yee—speak !” ejaculated Sir Richard. “I am now prepared to hear any calumny that may be al- leged against me.” p “You are accused of terrible crimes,” continued age. “ And those crimes,” said the baronet, with forced oOm posure,—* what are they ?” “ Fraud — forgery — murder — and arson,” re- sponded Page, enunciating the words slowly and with much hesitation. “The miscreants !—the calumniators !"’ ejaculated Sir Richard Stamford; and the commercial traveller ee dashed his hand violently against _ There was then a long interval of profound silence in the dungeon. At last this pause—eo deep, so still—was broken by the baronet himself, whose voice was characterised by that unnatural steadiness, slowness, and yet par- tial thickness, which are the invariable evidence of powerfully concentrated emotions. “You aball st once be made acquainted with my sad history,” he began; “and it will then remain for you to decide the amount of commieeration which woes and wrongs so great as mine deserve. More- over, it is probable that you will leave this awful place lang before the day of my liberation shall come —for I can now form a tolerably accurate idea of the object my persecutors have in view in requiring of me certain conditions which I have hitherto peremp- torily refused to fulfil, and to which I am now more determined than ever not to assent. Should you, therefore, regain your freedom, leaving me still a prisoner here, you will not abandon my cause—you icra to invoke the aid of justice in my be- * Assuredly aot!” ejaculated the commercial tra- veller; and he prepared to listen with attention to Whe baronet's story. “I am now in my thirty-seventh year,” began Sir Richard; “and until within a few days ago, sorrow and I were almost perfect strangers to each other, *Tis true that my mother died when I was sixteen— and that my father followed her to the tomb at tend my teur through Germany, into Italy ; and the design was carried into efeet. My wanderings were prolenged even beyond my original intention; and elapsed ere I again set foot in England. interval my property had been much im- experience, integrity, and agri- of my feithfal agent: the tenantry were all prosperous, happy, and contented; —and the welcome that greeted me on my arrival at Stamford Manor was of the warmest and most cor- dial description. All the farmers and peasantry upon the estate were there assembled, with their families, to receive me;—and I well remember how blithe and joyous was the ball which took place on the Jawn in the evening. Pardon me if I have paused to dwell upon an incident apparently so trivial in contrast with the sad events that have recently oc- curred: but even from the depth of this dungeon, a retrospect over those sunny days of my existence is fraught with a consolatory influence.” The baronet ceased for a few minutes—and Page fancied that the sound of a half-stifled sob stole upon his ear through the intense darkness, “T was now upwards of 8ix-and-twenty,” resumed Sir Richard Stamford; “and it was natural that I should think of marriage. My appetite for trevel- ling was satiated ; and I longed to settle down into the enjoyment of a sweet domesticity, in the midst of my tenants. Chance threw me in the way of a widow and her beautiful daughter, who lived in great seclusion at Aylesbury : for their circumstances were |- extremely limited. It were impossible to conceive 3 lady more amiable than Mra. Sedley—or a being more enchantingly lovely than Eleanor. That afiec- tion may spring up in the heart at firet sight, I am well convinced : because from the first moment that I beheld Eleanor Sedley, I loved her. Ina short time my passion amounted to a worship—an adora- tion: it was rather the enthusiasm which is expari- enced by the youth of eighteen, than the sentiment which ordinarily animates a man of twenty-six. And I was beloved in return—yees, beloved sa ardently and as well; and the widow was rejoiced at the bright pros- pects which now developed themselves on behalf of her darling daughter We were married after a com- paratively short courtahip; and Mrs. Sedley took up her residence with us at the Manor, on our return from the honeymoon-visit to a relative of mine in Devonshire, A few years passed away in happiness so unalloyed—so comp.ete, that had I reflected at all I might have felt assured, judging from the muta- bility of human aflaira, that this elysian state was too glorious to last for ever But I had not a care for the present nor a dread for the future and although our union was unblessed by offspring, this ciroumstance marred not the felicity which was en- joyed by Eleanor and myself. At leagth a sorrew came in the form of the sudden and alarming illness af Mrs. Sedley ; and in spite of all the skill and attention which medical aid could devote or gold prooure, she sank into the tomb. My Eleanor was for a long time ineonsolable : but at length her grief gave way to resignation—and then a short tour into Devon- shire succeeded in restoring her to her wonted spirits.” | Again the baronet paused for a few minutes, at the expiration of which he resumed his narrative in the following words :— “Tt was on our return to the Manor, after this brief absence of a few weeks, that we formed the acquaintance of one whose name I can scarely men- tion without a feeling of mingled horrer and indig- nation, so intense that it almost sufloeates ma I allude to Philip Ramsey, who had only a short time before become a partner in Mr. Martin’s bank. 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