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274 REYNOLDS’ WORKS in her chair, a prey to feelings which it would be impossible to describe. The next moment, however, she exclaimed, “But the proof! the proof!” ‘It is here,’’ answered Deveril, indicating the place where the mark was upon his shoulder, close up by his neck. ‘ A strawberry, scarcely the size of sixpence — ”’ | ‘““Ah!’’ ejaculated her ladyship, and a faintness came over her. It seemed as if a tremendous consternation had suddenly fastened itself upon her soul. “Mother,” murmured Deveril, “ will you not speak to me as your son? ”’ ‘“My son!’’ she exclaimed, springing up from her seat. ‘“ What else did the woman tell you? ”’ ‘She said no more; she gave nought beyond those simple revealings, yet revealings so astounding to my ears.”’ ‘“ And she furnished no other proofs? She named no one else? ’’ demanded her ladyship, with impetuous vehemence. “None! none!” responded Deveril, immensely excited. ‘““ And she is dead? ”’ “She is dead.” ‘“ But who heard those confessions? Speak, tell me every- thing,’ and there was the swiftness of the hurricane in her ladyship’s language, and all its excitement in her manner. “The Marquis of Eagledean and Angela, — she who had until that moment thought herself to be my sister, and was so regarded by me.”’ ‘Oh, then,’’ cried Lady Saxondale, with bitterness, ‘‘ the marquis, who is my sworn enemy, has sent you hither to demand your rights.”’ ‘By Heaven, no!” exclaimed Deveril, now springing up from his knees. “ Think you that I am capable of exposing you to the world?” ‘Tf you mean to spare me,” said Lady Saxondale, ‘ come to my arms, my dearest son! ”’ Deveril threw himself upon his mother’s bosom, and em- braced her with all the Joyous, gushing, enthusiastic fervour of his noble and affectionate nature. The tears which streamed from his eyes bedewed her cheeks, and he sobbed audibly, exclaiming, in broken sentences, ‘‘ Oh, my mother, you do not disown me, you do not discard me, you acknowl- edge me! It is all I require! ”’ “Sit down by me,” she said, having the appearance otf CONNIE OO KS (E(0)