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THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. the remainder of that day she stayed in her boudoir, —sending a message by ono of her maids to her hus- 19 splendour, elegance, and grace, blended with » touching interest as well as with a becoming dig band, to the effect thet she begged his kind consi- | nity, rendered her a being of whom eny hysbend deration and wished to be alone. turally fancied—as indeed was but too terribly the case—that his wife had found in the contents of the desk something to make her thus court soli- tude; and he obtruded not his preaence upon her. But on the following morning, when she descended to the breakfast-parlour, she expressed her grati- tude for all his towards her; and when he saw how pale she was, he thought to himeelf that the documents she had found in the desk, must have revived all her bitterest affliction at her father’s loss. He however delicately and carefully abstained from breathing a word in allusion to the subject—much less to inquire what the contents of those papers might have been. From that day forth the sadness deepened upon Eliza’s counte- nance—but also blended with a sweeter and holier ignation: her tomes acquired that soft plain- tiveneas of harmony which characterizes the voice that is accustomed to keep down an ebullition of feeling : her cheeks remained pale—but not with a mckly whiteness: it was the perfect transparency of the complexion which loses not its animation when the tint of the rose dies away. We should observe that Lord Clandon had left Oaklands almost immediately after Captain Lacey's funeral—as did also Mrs. Bailey: the other guests who had been invited to stay there, had for deli- cacy’s sake taken their leave on the very morning ‘after the demise of the Duchess’s father. The Duke of Marchmont,—thinking that change of scene would contribute to the restoration of his wife’s spirits, and that a southern clime during the approaching winter would benefit her health, —proposed a visit to Italy. Eliza, ever amiably ready to yield to her husband’s wishes in all things, gave her assent in that calmly serene manner, tinged with sadness, which had now be- come habitual to her:—and to Italy they accord- ingly went. The winter passed: spring revisited the earth, clothing the trees with a tender verdure, and covering the boughé with blossoms. Summer followed, to expand that verdure into a more brilliant green, and to prepare the boughs for the rich fruitage of autumn. It was in the beginning of September, 1829—exactly one year from the death of Captain Lacey —that the Duke and Duchess of Marchmont returned to Oaklands. The Duke had some reason to flatter himself that his hopes, when they set out upon their travels, had not been altogether unfulfilled. It was not that the colour come back to Eliza’s cheeks —that appeared to have gone for ever: but as there was naught of insipid deadness in the purity of her complexion, her beauty was not marred— only rendered the more interesting. There are some forms which remain uninfluenced by the sorrow which lies deep in the heart: it is ever 60 when that sorrow exists always nephew was thus straitened in his means; and — | in the same letter which conveyed the invitation the same, | to Oaklands, he enclosed a cheque upon his banker The Duke na- | might be proud. And the Duke of Marchmont was proud of his Eliza: he had seen her as much admired in Italy as she had been in England; and he now hoped that as England was reached again, ahe would mingle in the society which her rank and loveliness qualified her to adorn, and where she would shine as s star of matchless and sweet- ‘est beauty. The Duke of Marchmont’s that they should remain at O the autumn, until. the Christmas season,—when they would remove to the town-mansion. His Grace was accustomed to submit to his wife's approval whatsoever he projected : for to her only was he neither proud nor autocratic;—and she on her side invariably gave her sweetly and softly expressed assent to all his proposals. But in order that the stay at Oaklands might not be dull nor monotonous,—and in order that Elise might again gradually glide into the gnieties of society, after a year of mourning for her father,— the Duke suggested that they ahould entertain s select circle of friends. Accordingly invitations were sent to Mrs. Bailey, to the Lomax family, and to half-a-dozen other members, male and female, of the fashionable world. They came in due course; and though Eliza received them with her wonted affability, and did the hanours of the mansion with a becoming grace and dignity, sbe experienced no real relief in their society from any of the aorrows that lay deep in the immortal caverns of her heart. Lord Clandon was at his shooting-box in a midland county, when the Duke and Duchess re- turned to England. On learning their arrival, he lost no time in writing a dutiful and affectionate letter to his uncle, expressing a hope that the amiable Duchess had recovered so far as could be expected from the shock of her father’s death. The Duke, flattered and gratified by thtis fresh testimonial of Hugh’s complete and generous de- ference to the head of the family, responded in cordial terms, and invited him to pays visit to Oaklands. Lord Clandon was unmarried; and the Duke jocosely hinted in his letter that it was high time Hugh should think of taking unto him- self a partner for life—and that probably amongst the lady-gueste assembled at Oaklands, he might find one who in personal and pecuniary points of view would prove an eligible watch. The pecm- niary point of view was perhaps the more im- portant for Lord Clandon’s consideratian, inasmuch as he was far from rich: his income amounted te he bare two thousand a-year—little enqugh to aup- port his position as a Peer—and a mere trifle | indeed for one whose habits were expensive and extravagant. The Duke well knew that his —breaking not forth im sudden and violent ebul- | for a handsome amount. Lord Clandon hastened litions, to be succeeded by periods of exhaustion. These cause the wear and tear of the frame: but it is the former state which shows itself but little outwardly ;—and so it was with the Duchess of Marchmont. Her figure retained all its rounded contours, its rich proportions, its owing outlines: | to acknowledge the epistle and ite enclosure,— - x: | siderate kindness, and promising to be at Oakluuds at the expiration of a week. ing a fervid gratitude for his unole’s con- The same post which brought this letter from ' Hugh, brought one from another quarter—hkewise throughout | y (GO) an (C DOO Col