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PREMONITIONS OF DANGER. 49 “How ong before you will return, Mr. Sedley ?” “In an hour or two,I think. Perhaps I may be gone longer.” “ Please return as soon as you can.” “Why, my child, you are not afraid to remain here alone are you ?” “TI would rather not,” returned the maiden, speaking as though there were some weight upon her mind. “If you have much fear, I will put off this negotiation until Mr. Overton returns.” “Oh! never mind,” said the gentleman referred to, exhib- iting considerable anxiety to leave the place. “The girl can have no cause for alarm. It I do not buy this piece of land to-day, you will lose the sale of it. She can not object to ng with Cato until we return.” , who had overheard what was said, added: Do not let me detain you. Cato will stay here till you e back, I am sure.” “Yah! yah! dat so,” replied the negro, turning a “ hand- ring,” as he spoke. : Thus reassured, Mr. Sedley rode off with Hugh Overton, although, it must be said, it was with considerable hesitation, for he was not satisfied in mind or spirit that all was right. For a while after the departure of her uncle, Lucy found various matters to engage her attention. The negro-boy was dispatched to the village on a necessary errand; and in the ordering of her household affairs, two or three hours glided away—not, however, without her being agitated by that flutter of the spirits which, perhaps, every one who has been placed in like circumstances has experienced. At length, when all her arrangements were made, and the hour was drawing near — when she was to be united indissolubly to the man who had won her maiden heart, this feeling of restlessness increased to a degree almost painful : “ Between the acting of a dreadful thing, And the first motion, all the interim ig Like a phantasma or a hideous dream ;” and something akin to this feeling is experienced by every heart—especially by youthful ones—during that period of sus- vense which precedes the consummation of any impr rtant conmiclooks.conn