enveloped himself in his fur wrappings, "I am not arrived at the entire conviction of Monsieur l'Abbé de Raunci, who declared, 'that did a person but know the value of an enemy, he would purchase him with pure gold;' tell me your sentiment on that, when we meet to-morrow over the chocolate: bon repos!" CHAPTER XX. Così leon ch' anzi l' orribil coma GER. LIB. "MORGAN has dined out for the last two days," Lord Darmaya observed inquiringly, as Lord Belnovine was reclining on the ottoman, looking over some prints. "Do you not know, then," he answered with some surprise, "that Morgan has got a windfall? A most capital situation in the *** Office for his son?" Lord Darmaya exclaimed in astonishment, "Impossible! How could he get anything? What means could he have to get even a sca venger's place?" "Done it is, however, and he sails in the Albion for India the first fair day; voyage paid, all settled, and he is as joyful as a prince!" "I am astounded," rejoined Lord Darmaya, " but do tell me, who has done it?" "Neither I, nor St. Germain, but one who took an equal liking to this Darmaya itinerant, as you called him." " Is it Lorevaine?" Darmaya growled forth. "I believe so," was the reply. "How infamous!" vociferated Darmaya, pacing the room in agitation, "how shameful! to deprive me of the opportunity of demonstrating my affection for my old friend; but I will not be insulted thus continually. And what can this ungrateful ideot mean, never to have announced the circumstance en règle to me? his patron! his host! his everything!" "By the by, I am culpable there," spoke Lord Belnovine, “for I remember he bade me explain to you that he should not have a spare minute to call and take leave, but that you might hear from him when you least expected." "What does he mean by that innuendo?" asked the Earl. "Why I believe he has never recovered his complete faith in your lordship, since one morning he was promenading in the gallery, awaiting an audience chez vous; and whether he beheld the spectres of some of his deceased father's clerks or the poor old frightened-to-death man himself -that fatal day he overheard a voice." "Saying what?" Darmaya again vociferated almost breathlessly. "Do not be thus excited my dear Lord, or I shall be frightened into my shroud," Lord Belnovine rejoined. "I must be quite composed when I narrate, for my memory and nerves require assistance. Where was I ? oh! at the apparition door. But what that voice pronounced Morgan would not communicate. He talked wildly about burning, pillaging, and deceiving friends; but for this sudden appointment, he would have posted down to the old ruins of his native vale." Lord Darmaya was now in his arm-chair, wiping his forehead, which was covered with dew. "I am sorry I have disturbed you," continued Lord Belnovine, gravely; "really I had no conception that the affair could have annoyed you in any way." "Tell me, dear boy," ejaculated Lord Darmaya, in a tremulous but gentle tone, "when does he sail, and when does he return to England again?" "As soon as possible, he assured me." "I must see him, for I shall pay him some little money I owe him; do, I entreat you, make him come to me; I never can repay you the obligation of your restoring harmony between us old and attached playfellows." "Let me take him the money then. I dine at Lorevaine's to-day, and am to meet him. I advise it as a bon augure for reconciliation." "So you shall; that's well devised." And he wrote the draft in an almost illegible hand. "Ten thousand pounds!" exclaimed Lord Belnovine, in amazement. "What an enviable garçon!" subjoined St. Germain, who put down Hoyle's Games, which he had been studying at full length at the far |