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i did not retarn home. I felt assured that the syren bad enmeshed you in the trammels of her seductive blandishments—and once more did I penetrate into the boudoir of darkness, where mysterious en- joyments and raptures had intoxicated you afore- time. And you were there,—yes, there—in the dense obsourity of the place, and attended by its presiding genius. Most interesting, too, was now the conversation which took place between you. The Unknown brought all the artillery of her wiles—all the seductive powers of her language— all the lavish fascinations of her tone and manner, and all the insidious allurements of her caresses, to bear upon your mind and temperament on that occasion. And attenuated as you were by indispo- sition, it was no wonder if you yielded with more than even your characteristic readiness: and in the infatuation of your soul, you vowed to pay a blind and implicit obedience to the dictates of the ema Could you not see that when she en- = THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. 385 Di ( at ng of Iti, ji . al Wy Tue joined you to leave London and repair to Dover, it was to remove you to a distance where the chance of being reconciled to Pauline was im mensely diminished ?” “ J had no time for reflecti.a on that occasion,” said Lord Florimel. “All my feelings were in & state of bewildering excitement—all my senses were absorbed in the raptures which that woman, whoever she be, knows so well how to create and maintain in the soul. But is it possible you were a listener to all that discourse which must have made me seem in your eyes the most insensate, sash, and commmmumste meduen in all Chrsten- dom ?” “I heard every syllable that was spoken,” re- tarned Caroline; “and I already entertained a presentiment that in the progress of the strange and romantic connexion which existed between | yourself and the Unknown, something would tran- spire favourable to the one grand object of whica COMMUC DOO