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- THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. inferior ones. They had their own parlour, whore they usually took their meals together: but of a Sunday they generally invited the butler, the lady’s-maids, and one or two of the upper servants such as his Grace's valetsea—to feast at their -table. It was to this comfortable little parlour that Christian Ashton was conducted by the gorge- ously dressed footman; and there he found Mr. and Mrs. Calvert seated together. Both were looking over accounts; and in front of each was a goodly pile of money in bank-notes, gold, and silver. P When the footman announced Mr. Ashton, they both desisted from their occupation, and rose to receive the young gentleman. The steward bewed primly—the housekeeper proffered youth her hand: he was invited to sit down— then did the explanations commence in re- to ts which had been made his ort at Marchmont House. ‘I ordered a nice cheerful little bed. be prepared for you,” said Mrs. Cal- ; “and I will show you to it presently. His Grace has suggested, if you have no objection, that you should take your meals with us——” “And we have no objection,” interposed Mr. in a half-patronising manner, which was nevertheless both kind and respectful : “for you appear to be a young gentleman whose company be af .PEEE silts i if at any time you wish for refreshment, you have only to signify such a desire, and it shall be instantaneously complied with.” “While you for your assurances of making me comnforette,” answered Christian, “I can safely promise that I shall conform to your “ His Grace desired me to tell you,” said the steward, after a brief pause, “ that you are welcome to use the library as much as you think fit when his Grace is elsewhere; and on those occasions when it suits his lordship to be alone there, you can make our parlour your sitting-room. Or there is a little cabinet near the library, which Mrs. Cal- vert will show you presently, where you are wel- come to sit when you choose to be alone-———In | ran short, I have not the slightest doubt you will soon fall into the regular routine of the household, and that you will speedily find yourself at home.” Christian again expressed his thanks for the kind assurances ons thus given him, and the fore- thought which had dictated all those suggestions for his comfort and well-being. “And now,” said Mrs. Calvert, “would you like a piece of cake and a glass of wine P—or a leetie drop of cherry-brandy? for the weather is wncommonly cold :’—and as the worthy matron thus spoke, she repaired to a cupboard of considera- ble dimensions, and the shelves of which were crowded with pots of preserves, cakes, biscuits, bottles of wine, spirits, and liqueurs—and all those little luxuries which are invariably to be found im a housekeeper’s room in a wealthy mansion. Christian however declined the proffered refresh- 109 | ment,—for it was still early in the forenoon; and moreover his heart was full at being separated from his beloved sister. ‘Well then, Mr. Ashton,” said the dame, “ let me show you at once to your quarters; and when you have arranged the contents of your boxes, you can report your arrival to the Duka.” ” Mrs. Calvert accordingly conducted the young secretary up a back staircase, to a chamber which though on one of the upper storeys, was neverthe- less a most comfortable little apartment,—looking upon a small garden that there was at the back of the mansion. She then led him a corridor— down the upper flights of the principal staircase— as far as tho first floor ; and there she showed him the entrance to the picture-gallery, assuring him that he -was perfectly welcome to lounge in there and amuse himself whenscever he might think fit. thence into the entrance-hall, Mrs. Cal. vert conducted Christian to the library, which was on the ground-floor, and the windows of which looked upon the garden. It was a spacious apart- ment,—containing handsome mahogany cases, the shelves of which were crowded with elegantly- bound volumes, all protected by giasse-doors. By the side of the library was a little parlour—a nar- row slip indeed—with one window, also looking on the garden; and this was denominated the cabinet, the free use of which was placed at Chris- tian’s Having thus far initiated him into the geo- graphy of the mansion, Mrs. Calvert returned to her own sitting-room—while Christian ascended to his chamber to unpack his boxes and arrange his clothes in the drawers. He then made himself look as neat as possible; and descending to the entrance-hall, rednested a footman to announce his arrival to the Duke. a few minutes Christian wras desired to attend his Grace in the librezy and thither he accordingly repaired. ‘‘ Well,” said Marchmont, with a half-smile, “ so you made up your mind to come and live in the house P”’ “Your Grace was kind enough to leave me to my own choice in the matter,” replied the youth ; ‘and having consulted with my sister, I called yee- terday afternoon——” “ ‘Yes, yes—your message was delivered to me,” said the Duke: “you intimated your intention to come and take up your abode here to-day— and you have doubtless already found that ar- rangements have been made to insure your come fort ?” “ For which I sincerely thank your Grace,” re- joined Christian. “Nothing to thank me for,” said Marchmont carelesaly: then, after a pause—during which he had motioned Christian to take « seat,—he ob- served, as if still in the same careless, indifferent manner, “And what is your sister going to do? Coming to live in the neighbourhood, I suppose, so that you may see each other often P” “No, my lord,” replied Christian : “ fortunately my sister obtained a situation at the very same hour yesterday forencon that I was so happy as to satisfy your Grace's requirements.” “ Ah, indeed—a situation?” said Marchmont. “* And what i is it P”’ “Companion, my lord, to a id Regent’s Park.” living in the } , (GO) an (C DOO Col