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a TUNE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. 861 —_——— eee ry At eleven o’clock on that forenoon a loud double knock and a ring at the front door resounded through the bouse. Pauline hastened to the win- dow of the front parlour and peeped from behind the curtain in a manner denoting the most acute anxiety and suspense: but when she observed that there was no carriage at the door and that the arrival was a lady on foot, she heaved a profound sigh—turned away from the casement—and reseat- ing herself on the sofa, fell into a train of gloomy reflections, ‘ Bat upon Mr. Clarendon that knock and ring produced the startling influence of galvanism ; and bounding from his chair, he stood in trembling ex- pectation of beholding the mysterious being whom be had adjared to appear. Nor was he disappointed: for in a few moments the veiled lady stood before him. Penetrating and piercing was the glanc\ which be Miron npn ber, ia ocatee tt poeniele 2 oBtain a —- glimpee of her features: but, no—the thick black veil was still so folded as to render it impossible for him to gratify his eee Nevertheless, as his looks swept apr 4 all that rm grace of outline and all that beauty of proportion which had struck him on the former occasion of her visit; and a straggling curl, escaping from’ beneath the veil and lying on the sloping shoulder, showed that her hair was of a rich dark, glossy brown. Mr. Clarendon placed a chair for her acoommoda- tion, and then resunting his own seat, observed, “ You saw my advertisement in this morning’s 7imes ? “Otherwise I should not be here,” promptly answered the lady, in that musical voice which nature never meant to waft any other language than that of love, and peace, and gaid@fy. “You have pondered well upon the discourse which took place between us last Tuesday week ?” “I have,” returned Mr. Clarendon. “ Pray come to ‘the point at once—be explicit—-And relieve ra comicloooks. conn —