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Sequel emo ¢ = 876 husband’s injunctions : but she could not altogether subdues her emotions; and it was amidst bittereet tears and sobs that she murmured the last fare- well. ‘«* Remember, » Juliana !” said the Marquis, with a significant look, as he pressed his sister-in- 6 hand: and he then hastily conducted his wife out of the cottage. OHAPTER OLXVL THE FLIGHT. JULIANA was now alone in the parlour, whence her brother-in-law and sister had just issued forth ; and most lonely indeed did she feel. Her heart experienced a desolation such as it had scarcely | you ever known before,—no, not even when her expo- sure was effected by Mr. Hawkshaw at Saxondale Castle—nor again when she beheld all her cun- ningly devised plans in respect to the Viscount de Chateauneuf shattered to pieces. It was true, she thought to herself, that she had not married an impostor in rank: but she had espoused a beggar oo Gdoed. o y Suddenly she ¢ herself that she had not ascertained from her husband how much he had on this occasion brought back with him from Spain; and ehe ascended for this purpose to the chamber where he had lain down to rest. She was in one of those moods when it was little likely she would trouble herself about him in the midet of slumber; and she entered abruptly, without any precaution. He was not asleep; and rising up, sat on the bed, surveying her for a few moments with a peculiar look. He at once saw that there was a considerable change in her man- ner towards him ; and for an instant an expression of uneasiness flitted over his features : but quickly composing them again, he said, “ Have they taken their departure ?”’ “They have,” responded Juliana. “ Will you have the to inform me what amount you have brought with you from the other side of the Pyrenees ? —for methinks that therein consists our entire fortune.” “T have some twenty-five thousand francs,” re- plied the Count de Toledo—the sum which he | i thus specified, being a thousand pounds in English money. “And when that sum is gone, how are we to live ?” asked Juliana. “Of cdurse you cannot fail to understand that I now know everything—that your estates are confiscated—that your position is hopeless—and that you must never again think of revisiting your native land. Indeed, I fear that so far from having received any opis at the hands of your intendant, you must be largely in- debted to the bounty of your friends; and I do not see how you will ever sequit yourself of these THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. “If my estates be in reality all confiscated,” he observed, “you do not, I presume, intend to make the circumstance a subject of reproach P” “To speak frankly,” answored Juliana, “I do not think you acted well by coneealing from me, when you offered marriage, the real position in bility of your estates being advent of a hostile Ministry to power. You should have dealt candidly with me——” “ And pray, Juliana,” interrupted the Count de Toledo, his features assuming a sudden expression of mingled fiercences and hardihood, “ did you deal with the fullest frankness towards me ?” “ What mean you P’” ejaculated the lady, seized with trepidation as all her antecedents swept h her mind. “I mean,” rejoined her husband, “ that when informed me you were Lady Saxondale’s Taughter—that your brother was Lord Saxondale ~—that your sister had married Villebelle the emi- nent diplomatist, you forgot to add certain little incidents in respect to yourself.” “Ah!” murmured Juliana, becoming pale es death: but with a desperate effort to regain her effrontery, she said in a haughty tone, “If calum- niating tongues have made themselves busy with my name,—you, as my husband, ought to defend me, instead of having, even for a single moment, money | the appearance of attaching credibility to the whisperings of scandal.” “Tam afraid, Juliana,” answered the Count de Toledo, “that it would be rather a difficult thing to convines the Durands that you did not live with thom under the name-eof Madame Chesterfield— that you were not in a way to become a mother beneath their roof—and that you i S ee EE a& E 4 F I | : reproaches : I should not have made these allusions Juliana spoke in a cold manner, but yet with a | began, certain degree of bitterness in her accents; while her husband listened with silent attention until she had finished, and his eyes were fixed keenly and searchingly upon her. Qa attached to your history. A young lady, unmar ried, living apart from her family——But no matter ! it is usclees to dwell upon details Suf- fico it to say that I never knew the whole truth C) CO IMULUG DOO CS (COL