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192 REYNOLDS’ WORKS Mr. Everton there, — for Mr. Everton he assuredly is, and his title of lord is a monstrous usurpation. So soon as Adolphus returns in the carriage, I will repair without aia to the village of Hornsey.” Hal an hour after this conversation, — it being now about one o'clock in the day, and Adolphus having returned, — the Marquis of EHagledean proceeded to Beech-tree Lodge, and asked first of all for Theodore Barclay. This individual proved to be the footman to whom the inquiry was addressed, and the marquis hurriedly demanded whether Lord Everton was at the lodge. The response given by Barclay was that his master was exceedingly ill and confined to his chamber, that he would see no one, the physician having ordered that he should be kept as quiet as possible. ‘ Nevertheless, he must see me,” said the marquis, slipping some pieces of gold into Theodore’s hand. “ I come from Mrs. Chandos.”’ ‘“ Ah!” ejaculated Barclay. ‘‘ I understand. Fortunately Mr. Bellamy is not at home at this moment, and I can take you up to his lordship's room. Whatnameshalll announce?” ‘Mr. Gunthorpe,”’ replied the sels se cn, ‘“ Be sine I am desirous of seeing your master at once.’ Theodore accordingly led the way up the staircase, and conducted the Marquis of Kagledean to a handsomely fur- nished bedchamber on the senna story. Gently opening the door, he said, ‘‘ My lord, a gentleman, Mr. Gunthorpe, desires most particularly to see you.’’ ‘“ T will see no one,’’ ejaculated a voice from within; but _ the Marquis of Eagledean entered the room, and Theodore Barclay, closing the door, retreated down-stairs. Everton was seated in an armchair, near the bed from which he had only recently risen. His emaciated form was wrapped in a dressing-gown, he looked ghastly pale, the traces of harrowing care and fearful anxiety were plainly visible upon his features, and it was with a mingled angry petulance and afiright that he exclaimed, on beholding the visitor, ‘‘ What means this intrusion? Who are you? What do you want? ”’ “ Tranquillize yourself as well as you can,’’ said the marquis, deliberately taking a chair opposite the one in which Everton was seated, “‘ for we have business of importance to discuss.”’ Gomilechbooks (E(0)