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ae ! was called up in tho middle of the night to go to the ¢ arn * , 2 RO 82 “ It was between six and seven last evening, sir,” anbwered Kate; “ as we havo already told you.” ° “ Yes,” immediately observed old Marshall, open ing an account-book: “here's the entrics of she has had. Tea—Supper—Bed—and Bre reag “ Which last she didn’t touch though, waded Kate, “because she’s so ill.” * “ So ill indeed,” observed old Marshall, ' “ that I doctor and got her a draught.” “ What o'clock was that?’ demanded Mr. Mar- low, quickly, : ing to reflect: “ why, I should think about ban it waa just three,” ‘ace interjected ; “because I had been ating up with the poor indy ia “Gh ! then, decidedly it is not the Mf 1 mean,” said Mr. Maflow, wonderfi lly Perplase and bewildered. “And yet that extrad ness which appears to exist -——Bat sible that I could obtain a giim Chandos of yours without giving her any offence, supposing that it is really not the same?” “T will go ugf.and sce whether she ig dressed,’ said Kate: ther suddenly appearing to hesitate, | ¢ she exclaimed with a frightened ook, ‘ But if if should be the highway-woman after all——— “ Then the soonor we get rid. of her the better,” replied old Marshall. “Oome, thiy thing must cleared up for our sakes.” “To be sure, to be sure!” exclaimed Mr. Marlow. | a “At all events she can’t eat you, Kate,” paid her father. ele i “* What o'clock ?” responded the landlord, sage and » Chandos | a oie | 9. Ris be | ing len Lisbepdeg i: 7 e THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. and, the reflection an of the image which s she beheld on f Bu » of thet glass was one whereof 1 pe proud. Juady Bess now,appeared ‘eplendid ! i Her commanding as reheyec Ri §ne developments of ip closely ye droge setting off tho ¢ | r tho ptmost advantage. Ghat i her features were con- ow appeere Inrge ly chjsellod and there. irke : ay wag impoés ible to gaze pi—fpe tecth fqultlessly even ip bat Blem) ish-wand the nose of PREM, ¥ 5 heing compelled to admit that the swe of heguty were not there, yet that the dourtenance wey que of a strikitigly handsome appearango. = Inasmuch as to snit her mele gpperol Lady atekad besn accustomed to wear her hair somc- wha} she the is bo sey, long for g yan but 1 . had now made the most g it! | and in ite extra- opdinary laguranee ib sgotaed that jf let louso i would flo iawn | in. the richest edundaney upon ‘aby ha . Rhinipg ip ity Riga napural glos- sine, magni contra: was parted above sortigh and 0 sen yy ae which seemed capable of entheaning | t From noblagt thoughts. her waist down fo her foot thie flowing skirt of her dress ications of the sweep- which the pery now concealed : but as a the turned gway from the mirror, pee wa wag allo wad of the the we l-rounded ankles, wa the admirably nace feet with their arching instops. Altogether ahé was @ superb creature, “ Well, I will go,” cried the young women, as if a pity it was that she was what sho was! mustering up all her courage. Sho accordingly issued from the bar-parlour, and proceeding up-stairs, went at once to Lady Besa’s roon® This heroine had risen about half-an-hour previously, much refreshedgf* a sound and uninter- rupted sleep. She had nearly finished her toilet, and was just putting on the gown which Kate had supplied her in addition to all other Fequipte arti- | ¢ cles of female raiment, when the young: oman her- self thus made. her appearance. a ac You necdn’t tell me what it is po ha th k you,” said Lady Bess, laughing ; “ countenance that the crisis is ct hand.” - - Miss Marshall forthwith explained everything rought "a Your thet had just taken place below; but somewhat ‘ , dae “Now, have you furnished me with a bonnct, - “T have be that I at Pa urs col Bi evion figure, and appegrange. De me cangratijate you upon your looks in ‘fhat garh{’? * You ike wn ata ge Td now than in the off Pagid the amazonian lady. ft en 1th ke do: and yet there is something shawl, gloves, parasol, end all thoge kind of things ” she inquired, with a mer Jongh 8 flowing in the flute-like tones 2f her mamaous ¥ “ Everything is herp,” geaponded Kate, pointing to a chair in the corner where Re. erticles which qdy Bess mBntioned fj n the things from Shoaght would Dee ee Be) apprehensive as 1o the result, and qntertaining"s ‘gon aust very sincere friendship for Lady Bess, she said to 1 Rare her, “ Now, my dear Elizabeth, if you really are at'| dey tor if about the possible ending of this ad. | “f venture, do for heaven's ‘take iot.ma act you ‘ou of to all unfertai the house unperceived.” “My dear girl,” exclaimed Lady Beas, taking | Fad Kate’s hand and clasping it warmly, ndo E Jook & person who entertains any alarm on the subject? | the | Quite the contrary! I am rejoiced. that what I =o oe “ee wanted to occur has so speedily taken place. And now tell.me, how do your " garments’ oom to fit me ?”’ “Perfectly well,” replied Kate, altogether cheered and encouraged by the tone of confidence in which Lady Boss had spoken. The amazoniaf lady surveyed herself in a full- ks %, to be surg,” gt once responded Now show me to your best furnished int, Kate; end f will lie down upon lar languishing | an‘ air of interesting in- dispenttion ete can poasib lyasgume. Then you can introduce Mr. revi P* toquirea' est “ But what pretence a or he scarcely believer now, I think, that our Mrs. Chendor Ais Mrs. Chandos.” Tell him that you have very candidly explained tome ae much ae you thought fit of all that has faken plate’ down stairs; and that I at once, with length mirror when Kate had fastened her dress ¢ | equal candour, informed you who I am—namel- nlendid der! gyee—the Fichnoss of those. SS (CO) LOAO©