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AGNTS 5 OR, BEAUTY AN) PLEASURE. mes rece mery «FT ww awe hse gE weet TO 1S eee ence" “Tin cena | returned Edgar, “should leave us at peace in 1 the meanwhile. Do you know whether she be re- turned from her villa?” “ Antovia haa just inquired,” answered Ciprina : ‘Sand i¢ does not appear, from what she has been enabled to learn, that Lucrezia intends to come back to the mansion tu-day. Perhaps she may be tired of warfare P—shoe may have withdrawn ber- self from the conflict—she is giving us to under- stand that if we on our side will suspend or aban- don hostilities ” “Ah, Ciprina!” interrupted Edgar, “ how can wo pvssibly make terms with the murderess ?” “Well, well, my dear Edgar,” the young lady hastcned to exclaim, “ wo will not touch upon these topics new: we will wait until to-morrow, when you will bo stronger and better.” “Yes—we will wait till to-morrow,” rejoined Hdgar, “ But still, my dear Ciprina, there is something that you must do for me to-day.” Speak, Edgar !—what can 1 dofor your You know that you-bave but to express a wish ” “You are all kypdness towards me, ”’ said tho young Frenchman, pressing her hand to his lips, “ Listen to me, dear Ciprina. You know bow unensy I lave been relative to that unfortunato man. Stenor Paoli ” “ Siat what ean be done?” asked @iprina. “It is now four days since he was expelled from Fio- rence by the police " ‘And during this interval,” interjected Mar- cellin, “ho may have found sume means of com- muunicating with the landlord of the house where he dwelt when in this city. Petroro—for that I believe is the man’s name—was deeply interested in poor Paoli. Paol himself told me so—and Antonia gave us a sinilur assurance.” “And now what du you wish to be dono?” asked Ciprina. “I wish that Antonia should pay another visit to Petroro, to ascertain if he have received any communication from Paoll.” * She shall go at once,” answered Ciprina. “Ore moment!” ejaculated Marcellin. © If it should turn out that Paul has not already com- municated with Petroro, be is certain to do suo the moment he can find an opportunity. Besides, as yet there may not have been time for such com- munNication—because we know not to vehat distance Paoli may have been cowpelled to betake himself frum the Tuscan territuryi--he may Lave been forbidden to halt in any of the neighbouring States under penalty of being pursued by the vengeance of the Tuscan Police, or entangled in the whole ltalian network of cuntederatod tyran: nies,” “And therefore,” said Ciprina, “16 may be some days or a weck before you can hear from nignor Paoli,” “This is what I mean,” rejoined Marcellin, “ and conecguently L am desirous of opening some prompt method of communication between his landlord Petroro and mysolf, so that if Pacli shall write to him befure 1 am enabled to leave the sick chamber, there nocd bo no delay in my be- coming acquainted with thé movemonts of the untortunate Neapolitan refugee and with the pluce of his present abode.” “Mo you not think it would be unwise,” asked Ciprina, “to let any one know more of what has —em —— Pe ee ore Re laminas Ei an Ot ee ee] taken place than is absolutely necessary P You havo not yet made up your mind what course vou mean to adupt tuwards the wretched Mar. chioness 7 “Well, well,” said Edgar, who was as anxious fo avoid this topic ag Ciprina herself usually felé : “arrange the whole business as you think fit,” “Antonia shall tell Pvtroro,” responded Ci- prina, “ that she will call upon him every even- ing and every morning, to ascertain whether he has received any communication from Signor Paoli.” “ Bo it so,” said Marcellin. “And now, my dear Ciprina, let the good girl at once set off. " Antonia, who was in the ante-room, received her instructions accordingly, und away she went, In about half-an-hour she returned, having seen Petroro: but this worthy man had received no communication of any sort from Paoli. “And what did you tell him ?” inquired Mar- cellin, who was reclining upon a sofa in the bou- duir. “T said that I would call every morning and every evening,” replied Antonia, “to eee if any tidings came froin Signor Paoli. Petroro begged me to come early in the worning and late in the evening, for fear lest such regular and frequent visits un the part of the same person sbould excite any suspicion: for he is known to be favourable to tho Italian democratic cause, and the pvlice have aneye upon him—so that it would only require sumo slizht circumstance to causo his letters to be intercepted ; aud if it were fuurd that ho was cor- responding with Paoli, it might get him into sure trouble.” “Well, then,” inguired Marcellin, “ what ar- rangement did you muke Pr” * Petroro himaclf suggested the arrangement,” answered Antonia. “tie bade me call every morning between seven and eight, and every vishe at ten o'clock. promised that IT would du go, and thus the matter was settled.” “Thinks, wy good girl,” sail Alarcellin: and then he thought within himself, “ Heaven prant that you ray not be compulied to pay those Btealthy visits to Signor Petrore’s for any nuwber of days; but that IT may be canbled to leave the sick chumber und tu take all these matters into my own hand ?”’ CHAPTER XX. PY. LRORY, It was about seven o’eclock in the evening when a postehaise drove into the court-yard of one of the principal hotels of Iivrence, and a young gentle- map alighted, lo was about twenty years of age moderately tall of stature—of slender figure— anit of a perfect masculine symmetry. ace @ was nu certain natural ease aud elegance about jin, which, tugether with the excelieuce of his ap- parel ani the modo in whieh he travelled, indi cated the gentleman. Indeed, vur readera are doubtless already prepared to learn that this was nove other than our young hero Charles Do Vere. laying ordered private apariments, and com- ANIELO© co SS co