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me . THE MYSTEMIES OF THE VOURT. inexplicable ageney all other means of reciprocal | delay. Diego,” she continued, looking him full ia~ correspondence. the face, and yet with a deep blush upon her checks “ Heaven be thanked—I am happy, I am happy!” | and the glitter of uneasiness in her eyes, “ what ejaculated the impassioned Christoval, the moment would you think of me if I were to confess that he was near enough to catch in warm transfusion | what yuu bave been in Catalonia, have I been in the first glance of Elizabeth’s eyes; and with all the | England ?” fervid rapture of his enthusiastic nature, he seized | “Oh! no more of this, my worshipped and adored her in his arms—he strained her to his wildly Elizabeth !” ejaculated the Count in fervid accenta. throbbing breast. “ Had I even found you a lost woman—the most Nor did she immediately disengage herself from | depraved of your sex,--bad I discovered you planged that embrace. She allowed her form to remain en- | deep down into the slough of shame and self- folded by those arms thus fervidly flung around her: | abandonment,—had I been compelled to seek the she received upon her lips the impassioned caresses of | vilest den of pollution iteelf in order to drag you ‘love: she caught the electric fre—and she gave | thence.—x should not have continued the less your those kisses hack again. But this scene of tender- | devotec lover, your constant worshipper! But, as ness—profound, glowing, ineffably delicious—lasted | @ woman, you are all that a lover can admire or a ‘but a few momente; and then, gently withdrawing | husband hope tu find; and whatsoever misdeods of ‘herself from the embrace of the enraptured Spaniard, another character you may have been driven or led Elizabeth eaid in earnest tones, “ Yes, I love thoo~ | to commit, weigh as naught with me. You love me, I love thee!” Elisabeth—you have given me your heart—you Don Diego Christoval gave. no immediate reple | will become my wife—and my happiness is incapa- ea pahibead-vereicenterw hn sdPtbarsadebaibeelwenaierr i ble of diminution!” : but his looks far more eloquently; “Thanks—a thousand thanks, dearest Diego,” veatified to the fervid rapturous joy thet filled his} murmured Elisabeth, “for this assurance :”—and ‘heart. Never had he experienced such emotions: | throwing her arms about his nock, she embraced ‘he seemed to be in the midst of paradise, but over- | him tenderly of her own accord. come by the intoxicating influence of ite fragrance| They walked together for half-an-hour, during and ite beautics. His brain swam round: the | which Elisabeth represented to the Count that she delirium was wild and whirling—but delicious | was under such immuonse obligations to her bene- beyond all power of desoripiion. Elisabeth compre- ; factor Mr. Gunthorpe, that she dared take no far- hended the ecstacy which her adorer’s heart expe- | ther step in respect to her love for Christoval until rienced; and it was an augmentation of her own | that gentleman returned from Wales. She thought bappiness to feel that sbe had been the source of it better at present not to reveal the secret of Mr. such ineffable Gunthorpe’s high rank, and of the close affinity “Is it it indeed possible ?”” said the ; which subsisted between him and her: for the Mar- Spaniard, his feelings at length breaking the eeal ; ‘quia had enjoined the atrictost secrecy on that sub- which an bliss had placed upon his : joot, and his danghter would not violate it, even to lips; “is it a reality? or is it a dream P Ob, it is a | that man from whom, if she were the complete joyous reality—it is an ccetatic truth; and at this | mistress of her actions, she would have withheld moment the world contains not a being happier than | not a single incident or thought. -L Caprivity is mow recompensed: anxiety, care,; “ Mr. Gunthorpe's absence,” she proceeded to . and euffering—all are amply rewarded! | observe, “ will not be very long—because I know - Dearest, dearest Elizabeth-<it is the devotion of | that he has a particular appointment to keep in all the rest of my life that you havo this day ensured | London with a young friend of his, a certain Mr. unto yourself !” Deveril, for the 20th or 21st of this month. But if, “My dear Diego,” she said, “ tranquillise your | by any accident his abeence should be prolonged emotions—let us speak deliberately—for I have ' even until then, I will write to him—I will tell him ‘much to tell you.. Give me your arm, and we will | everything—how you have sought me in England walk here awhile together. I am about to deal | —how my heart has been so saddenly filled with a frankly and candidly with you: I am about to un- | devoted love towards you; and I will beseech him fold some ciroumstances of my life upon which I | to give his permission that you may visit at the ean only look back with sorrow and regret. But at | mansion. But in the interval we must see cach once understand me-——” other no more.” "Xo siosahy madeastand yon, denen Elisabeth,” | “No more? and for many days!” said Count he interjected: ‘for your friend Miss Marshall , Christoval in melancholy accents. * Do not be thus spoke enthusiastically of the stainless parity uf your , cruel, my beloved one, after having infused so much character as & woman.” happiness igto my heart !”” “ And did ahe tell you no more?” asked Elizabeth, {| “ It must beas I have said, Diego,” she replied, . @ a tremalous voice. earnestly and entreatingly. “You would not injure “She told me that although yon had for some , me with my benefactor—you would not encourage yeers passed by the name of Mrs. Chandos, yet you , me to disobedience? No: it is an additional proof Taight confidently and traly proclaim yourself to be of your love which I now demand. Rest assured unmarried. Ah! your friend, Miss Marshall, took ; that the strength uf mine will not be impaired by compession on my euspense—she sympathized with , this temporary separation. Will you not agree to me in my anxiety to learn all those particulars ; | ay proposdl "and ae sho thas spoke, Elteabeth concerning you, 6 deeply, devply interesting to | pressed his hand, gasing at the same time bessech- ingly and tenderly upon him. « But there is mow a revelation,” interrupted. “I will do all that you require,” he answered, Glisabeth, “whieh it behoves me to make without _ giving back that look of foadaess. “ But our separ- COMMUC DOO CS (COL