It is so, said Edmund; but why should Joseph seem to think it concerns me in particular? Ah, dear Sir, said Joseph, I must tell you, though I never uttered it to mortal man before; the striking resemblance this young man bears to my dear Lord, the strange dislike his reputed father took to him, his gentle manners, his generous heart, his noble qualities so uncommon in those of his birth and breeding, the sound of his voiceyou may smile at the strength of my fancy, but I cannot put it out of my mind but that he is my own masters son. At these words Edmund changed colour and trembled; he clapped his hand upon his breast, and looked up to Heaven in silence; his dream recurred to his memory, and struck upon his heart. He related it to his attentive auditors. The ways of Providence are wonderful, said Oswald. If this be so, Heaven in its own time will make it appear. Here a silence of several minutes ensued; when, suddenly, they were awakened from their reverie by a violent noise in the rooms underneath them. It seemed like the clashing of arms, and something seemed to fall down with violence. They started, and Edmund rose up with a look full of resolution and intrepidity. I am called! said he; I obey the call! He took up a lamp, and went to the door that he had opened the night before. Oswald followed with his rosary in his hand, and Joseph last with trembling steps. The door opened with ease, and they descended the stairs in profound silence. The lower rooms answered exactly to those above; there were two parlours and a large closet. They saw nothing remarkable in these rooms, except two pictures, that were turned with their faces to the wall. Joseph took the courage to turn them. These, said he, are the portraits of my lord and lady. Father, look at this face; do you know who is like it? I should think, said Oswald, it was done for Edmund! I am, said Edmund, struck with the resemblance myself; but let us go on; I feel myself inspired with unusual courage. Let us open the closet door. Oswald stopped him short. Take heed, said he, lest the wind of the door put out the lamp. I will open this door. He attempted it without success; Joseph did the same, but to no purpose; Edmund gave the lamp to Joseph; he approached the door, tried the key, and it gave way to his hand in a moment. This adventure belongs, said he, to me only; that is plainbring the lamp forward. Oswald repeated the paternoster, in which they all joined, and then entered the closet. The first thing that presented itself to their view, was a complete suit of armour, that seemed to have fallen down on an heap. Behold! said Edmund; this made the noise we heard above. They took it up, and examined it piece by piece; the inside of the breast plate was stained with blood. See here! said Edmund; what think you of this? Tis my Lords armour, said Joseph; I know it wellhere has been bloody work in this closet! Going forward, he stumbled over something; it was a ring with the arms of Lovel engraved upon it. This is my Lords ring, said Joseph; I have seen him wear it; I give it to you, sir, as the right owner; and most religiously do I believe you his son. Heaven only knows that, said Edmund; and, if it permits, I will know who was my father before I am a day older. While he was speaking, he shifted his ground, and perceived that the boards rose up on the other side of the closet; upon farther examination they found that the whole floor was loose, and a table that stood over them concealed the circumstance from a casual observer. I perceive, said Oswald, that some great discovery is at hand. God defend us! said Edmund, but I verily believe that the person that owned this armour lies buried under us. Upon this, a dismal hollow groan was heard, as if from underneath. A solemn silence ensued, and marks of fear were visible upon all three; the groan was thrice heard; Oswald made signs for them to kneel, and he prayed audibly, that Heaven would direct them how to act; he also prayed for the soul of the departed, that it might rest in peace. After this, he arose; but Edmund continued kneelinghe vowed solemnly to devote himself to the discovery of this secret, and the avenging the death of the person there buried. He then rose up. It would be to no purpose, said he, for us to examine further now; when I am properly authorised, I will have this place opened; I trust that time is not far off. I believe it, said Oswald; you are designed by Heaven to be its instrument in bringing this deed of darkness to light. We are your creatures; only tell us what you would have us do, and we are ready to obey your commands. I only demand your silence, said Edmund, till I call for your evidence; and then, you must speak all you know, and all you suspect. Oh, said Joseph, that I may but live to see that day, and I shall have lived long enough! Come, said Edmund, let us return up stairs, and we will consult further how I shall proceed. So saying, he went out of the closet, and they followed him. He locked the door, and took the key outI will keep this, said he, till I have power to use it to purpose, lest any one should presume to pry into the secret of this closet. I will always carry it about me, to remind me of what I have undertaken. Upon this, they returned up stairs into the bedchamber; all was still, and they heard nothing more to disturb them. How, said Edmund, is it possible that I should be the son of Lord Lovel? for, however circumstances have seemed to encourage such a notion, what reason have I to believe it? I am strangely puzzled about it, said Oswald. It seems unlikely that so good a man as Lord Lovel should corrupt the wife of a peasant, his vassal; and, especially, being so lately married to a lady with whom he was passionately in love. Hold there! said Joseph; my lord was incapable of such an action; If Master Edmund is the son of my lord, he is also the son of my lady. How can that be, said Edmund? I dont know how, said Joseph; but there is a person who can tell if she will; I mean Margery Twyford, who calls herself your mother. You meet my thoughts, said Edmund; I had resolved, before you spoke, to visit her, and to interrogate her on the subject; I will ask my Lords permission to go this very day. That is right, said Oswald; but be cautious and prudent in your enquiries. If you, said Edmund, would bear me company, I should do better; she might think herself obliged to answer your questions; and, being less interested in the event, you would be more discreet in your interrogations. That I will most readily, said he; and I will ask my lords permission for us both. This point is well determined, said Joseph; I am impatient for the result; and I believe my feet will carry me to meet you whether I consent or not. I am as impatient as you, said Oswald; but let us be silent as the grave, and let not a word or look indicate any thing knowing or mysterious. The daylight began to dawn upon their conference; and Edmund, observing it, begged his friends to withdraw in silence. They did so, and left Edmund to his own recollections. His thoughts were too much employed for sleep to approach him; he threw himself upon the bed, and lay meditating how he should proceed; a thousand schemes offered themselves and were rejected; But he resolved, at all events, to leave Baron FitzOwens family the first opportunity that presented itself. He was summoned, as before, to attend my lord at breakfast; during which, he was silent, absent, and reserved. My Lord observed it, and rallied him; enquiring how he had spent the night? In reflecting upon my situation, my Lord; and in laying plans for my future conduct. Oswald took the hint, and asked permission to visit Edmunds mother in his company, and acquaint her with his intentions of leaving the country soon. He consented freely; but seemed unresolved about Edmunds departure. They set out directly, and Edmund went hastily to old Twyfords cottage, declaring that every field seemed a mile to him. Restrain your warmth, my son, said Oswald; compose your mind, and recover your breath, before you enter upon a business of such consequence. Margery met them at the door, and asked Edmund, what wind blew him thither? Is it so very surprising, said he, that I should visit my parents? Yes, it is, said she, considering the treatment you have met with from us; but since Andrew is not in the house, I may say I am glad to see you; Lord bless you, what a fine youth you be grown! Tis a long time since I saw you; but that is not my fault; many a cross word, and many a blow, have I had on your account; but I may now venture to embrace my dear child. Edmund came forward and embraced her fervently; the starting tears, on both sides, evinced their affection. And why, said he, should my father forbid you to embrace your child? what have I ever done to deserve his hatred? Nothing, my dear boy! you were always good and tenderhearted, and deserved the love of every body. It is not common, said Edmund, for a parent to hate his firstborn son without his having deserved it. That is true, said Oswald; it is uncommon, it is unnatural; nay, I am of opinion it is almost impossible. I am so convinced of this truth, that I believe the man who thus hates and abuses Edmund, cannot be his father. In saying this, he observed her countenance attentively; she changed colour apparently. Come, said he, let us sit down; and do you, Margery, answer to what I have said. Blessed Virgin! said Margery, what does your reverence mean? what do you suspect? I suspect, said he, that Edmund is not the son of Andrew your husband. Lord bless me! said she, what is it you do suspect? Do not evade my question, woman! I am come here by authority to examine you upon this point. The woman trembled every joint. Would to Heaven! said she, that Andrew was at home! It is much better as it is, said Oswald; you are the person we are to examine. Oh, father, said she, do you think that Ithat Ithat I am to blame in this matter? what have I done? Do you, sir, said he, ask your own questions. Upon this, Edmund threw himself at her feet, and embraced her knees. O my mother! said he, for as such my heart owns you, tell me for the love of Heaven! tell me, who was my father? Gracious Heaven! said she, what will become of me? Woman! said Oswald, confess the truth, or you shall be compelled to do it; by whom had you this youth? Who, I? said she; I had him! No, father, I am not guilty of the black crime of adultery; God, He knows my innocence; I am not worthy to be the mother of such a sweet youth as that is. You are not his mother, then, nor Andrew his father? Oh, what shall I do? said Margery; Andrew will be the death of me! No, he shall not, said Edmund; you shall be protected and rewarded for the discovery. Goody, said Oswald, confess the whole truth, and I will protect you from harm and from blame; you may be the means of making Edmunds fortune, in which case he will certainly provide for you; on the other hand, by an obstinate silence you will deprive yourself of all advantages you might receive from the discovery; and, beside, you will soon be examined in a different manner, and be obliged to confess all you know, and nobody will thank you for it. Ah, said she, but Andrew beat me the last time I spoke to Edmund; and told me he would break every bone in my skin, if ever I spoke to him again. He knows it then? said Oswald. He know it! Lord help you, it was all his own doing. Tell us then, said Oswald; for Andrew shall never know it, till it is out of his power to punish you. Tis a long story, said she, and cannot be told in a few words. It will never be told at this rate, said he; sit down and begin it instantly. My fate depends upon your words, said Edmund; my soul is impatient of the suspense! If ever you loved me and cherished me, shew it now, and tell while I have breath to ask it. He sat in extreme agitation of mind; his words and actions were equally expressive of his inward emotions. I will, said she; but I must try to recollect all the circumstances. You must know, young man, that you are just oneandtwenty years of age. On what day was he born, said Oswald? The day before yesterday, said she, the 21st of September. A remarkable era, said he. Tis so, indeed, said Edmund; Oh, that night! that apartment! Be silent, said Oswald; and do you, Margery, begin your story. I will, said she. Just oneandtwenty years ago, on that very day, I lost my firstborn son; I got a hurt by overreaching myself, when I was near my time, and so the poor child died. And so, as I was sitting all alone, and very melancholy, Andrew came home from work; See, Margery, said he, I have brought you a child instead of that you have lost. So he gave me a bundle, as I thought; but sure enough it was a child; a poor helpless babe just born, and only rolled up in a fine handkerchief, and over that a rich velvet cloak, trimmed with gold lace. And where did you find this? says I. Upon the footbridge, says he, just below the clayfield. This child, said he, belongs to some great folk, and perhaps it may be enquired after one day, and may make our fortunes; take care of it, said he, and bring it up as if it was your own. The poor infant was cold, and it cried, and looked up at me so pitifully, that I loved it; beside, my milk was troublesome to me, and I was glad to be eased of it; so I gave it the breast, and from that hour I loved the child as if it were my own, and so I do still if I dared to own it. And this is all you know of Edmunds birth? said Oswald. No, not all, said Margery; but pray look out and see whether Andrew is coming, for I am all over in a twitter. He is not, said Oswald; go on, I beseech you! This happened, said she, as I told you, on the 21st. On the morrow, my Andrew went out early to work, along with one Robin Rouse, our neighbour; they had not been gone above an hour, when they both came back seemingly very much frightened. Says Andrew, Go you, Robin, and borrow a pickaxe at neighbour Styless. What is the matter now? said I. Matter enough! quoth Andrew; we may come to be hanged, perhaps, as many an innocent man has before us. Tell me what is the matter, said I. I will, said he; but if ever you open your mouth about it, woe be to you! I never will, said I; but he made me swear by all the blessed saints in the Calendar; and then he told me, that, as Robin and he were going over the footbridge, where he found the child the evening before, they saw something floating upon the water; so they followed it, till it stuck against a stake, and found it to be the dead body of a woman; as sure as you are alive, Madge, said he, this was the mother of the child I brought home. Merciful God! said Edmund; am I the child of that hapless mother? Be composed, said Oswald; proceed, good woman, the time is precious. And so, continued she, Andrew told me they dragged the body out of the river, and it was richly dressed, and must be somebody of consequence. I suppose, said he, when the poor Lady had taken care of her child, she went to find some help; and, the night being dark, her foot slipped, and she fell into the river, and was drowned. Lord have mercy! said Robin, what shall we do with the dead body? we may be taken up for the murder; what had we to do to meddle with it? Ay, but, says Andrew, we must have something to do with it now; and our wisest way is to bury it. Robin was sadly frightened, but at last they agreed to carry it into the wood, and bury it there; so they came home for a pickaxe and shovel. Well, said I, Andrew, but will you bury all the rich clothes you speak of? Why, said he, it would be both a sin and a shame to strip the dead. So it would, said I; but I will give you a sheet to wrap the body in, and you may take off her upper garments, and any thing of value; but do not strip her to the skin for any thing. Well said, wench! said he; I will do as you say. So I fetched a sheet, and by that time Robin was come back, and away they went together. They did not come back again till noon, and then they sat down and ate a morsel together. Says Andrew, Now we may sit down and eat in peace. Aye, says Robin, and sleep in peace too, for we have done no harm. No, to be sure, said I; but yet I am much concerned that the poor Lady had not Christian burial. Never trouble thyself about that, said Andrew; we have done the best we could for her; but let us see what we have got in our bags; we must divide them. So they opened their bags, and took out a fine gown and a pair of rich shoes; but, besides these, there was a fine necklace with a golden locket, and a pair of earrings. Says Andrew, and winked at me, I will have these, and you may take the rest. Robin said, he was satisfied, and so he went his way. When he was gone, Here, you fool, says Andrew, take these, and keep them as safe as the bud of your eye; If ever young master is found, these will make our fortune. And have you them now? said Oswald. Yes, that I have, answered she; Andrew would have sold them long ago, but I always put him off it. Heaven be praised! said Edmund. Hush, said Oswald, let us not lose time; proceed, Goody! Nay, said Margery, I have not much more to say. We looked every day to hear some enquiries after the child, but nothing passed, nobody was missing. Did nobody of note die about that time? said Oswald. Why yes, said Margery, the widow Lady Lovel died that same week; by the same token, Andrew went to the funeral, and brought home a scutcheon, which I keep unto this day. Very well; go on. My husband behaved well enough to the boy, till such time as he had two or three children of his own; and then he began to grumble, and say, it was hard to maintain other folks children, when he found it hard enough to keep his own; I loved the boy quite as well as my own; often and often have I pacified Andrew, and made him to hope that he should one day or other be paid for his trouble; but at last he grew out of patience, and gave over all hopes of that kind. As Edmund grew up, he grew sickly and tender, and could not bear hard labour; and that was another reason why my husband could not bear with him. If, quoth he, the boy could earn his living, I did not care; but I must bear all the expence.[] There came an old pilgrim into our parts; he was a scholar, and had been a soldier, and he taught Edmund to read; then he told him histories of wars, and knights, and lords, and great men; and Edmund took such delight in hearing him, that he would not take to any thing else. To be sure, Edwin was a pleasant companion; he would tell old stories, and sing old songs, that one could have sat all night to hear him; but, as I was a saying, Edmund grew more and more fond of reading, and less of work; however, he would run of errands, and do many handy turns for the neighbours; and he was so courteous a lad, that people took notice of him. Andrew once catched him alone reading, and then told him, that if he did not find some way to earn his bread, he would turn him out of doors in a very short time; and so he would have done, sure enough, if my Lord FitzOwen had not taken him into his service just in the nick. Very well, Goody, said Oswald; you have told your story very well; I am glad, for Edmunds sake, that you can do it so properly. But now, can you keep a secret? Why, ant please your reverence, I think I have shewed you that I can. But can you keep it from your husband? Aye, said she, surely I can; for I dare not tell it him. That is a good security, said he; but I must have a better. You must swear upon this book not to disclose any thing that has passed between us three, till we desire you to do it. Be assured you will soon be called upon for this purpose; Edmunds birth is near the discovery; He is the son of parents of high degree; and it will be in his power to make your fortune, when he takes possession of his own. Holy Virgin! what is it you tell me? How you rejoice me to hear, that what I have so long prayed for will come to pass! She took the oath required, saying it after Oswald. Now, said he, go and fetch the tokens you have mentioned. When she was gone, Edmunds passions, long suppressed, broke out in tears and exclamations; he kneeled down, and, with his hands clasped together, returned thanks to Heaven for the discovery. Oswald begged him to be composed, lest Margery should perceive his agitation, and misconstrue the cause. She soon returned with the necklace and earrings; They were pearls of great value; and the necklace had a locket, on which the cypher of Lovel was engraved. This, said Oswald, is indeed a proof of consequence. Keep it, sir, for it belongs to you. Must he take it away? said she. Certainly, returned Oswald; we can do nothing without it; but if Andrew should ask for it, you must put him off for the present, and hereafter he will find his account in it. Margery consented reluctantly to part with the jewels; and, after some further conversation, they took leave of her. Edmund embraced her affectionately. I thank you with my whole heart, said he, for all your goodness to me! Though I confess, I never felt much regard for your husband, yet for you I had always the tender affection of a son. You will, I trust, give your evidence in my behalf when called upon; and I hope it will one day be in my power to reward your kindness; In that case, I will own you as my fostermother, and you shall always be treated as such. Margery wept. The Lord grant it! said she; and I pray him to have you in his holy keeping. Farewell, my dear child! Oswald desired them to separate for fear of intrusion; and they returned to the castle. Margery stood at the door of her cottage, looking every way to see if the coast was clear. Now, Sir, said Oswald, I congratulate you as the son of Lord and Lady Lovel; the proofs are strong and indisputable. To us they are so, said Edmund; but how shall we make them so to others? and what are we to think of the funeral of Lady Lovel? As of a fiction, said Oswald; the work of the present lord, to secure his title and fortune. And what means can we use to dispossess him? said Edmund; He is not a man for a poor youth like me to contend with. Doubt not, said Oswald, but Heaven, who has evidently conducted you by the hand thus far, will complete its own work; for my part, I can only wonder and adore! Give me your advice then, said Edmund; for Heaven assists us by natural means. It seems to me, said Oswald, that your first step must be to make a friend of some great man, of consequence enough to espouse your cause, and to get this affair examined into by authority. Edmund started, and crossed himself; he suddenly exclaimed, A friend! Yes; I have a friend! a powerful one too; one sent by Heaven to be my protector, but whom I have too long neglected. Who can that be? said Oswald. Who should it be, said Edmund, but that good Sir Philip Harclay, the chosen friend of him, whom I shall from henceforward call my father. Tis true indeed, said Oswald; and this is a fresh proof of what I before observed, that Heaven assists you, and will complete its own work. I think so myself, said Edmund, and rely upon its direction. I have already determined on my future conduct, which I will communicate to you. My first step shall be to leave the castle; my lord has this day given me a horse, upon which I purpose to set out this very night, without the knowledge of any of the family. I will go to Sir Philip Harclay; I will throw myself at his feet, relate my strange story, and implore his protection; With him I will consult on the most proper way of bringing this murderer to public justice; and I will be guided by his advice and direction in everything. Nothing can be better, said Oswald, than what you propose; but give me leave to offer an addition to your scheme. You shall set off in the dead of night, as you intend; Joseph and I, will favour your departure in such a manner as to throw a mystery over the circumstances of it. Your disappearing at such a time from the haunted apartment will terrify and confound all the family; they will puzzle themselves in vain to account for it, and they will be afraid to pry into the secrets of that place. You say well, and I approve your addition, replied Edmund. Suppose, likewise, there was a letter written in a mysterious manner, and dropt in my lords way, or sent to him afterwards; it would forward our design, and frighten them away from that apartment. That shall be my care, said Oswald; and I will warrant you that they will not find themselves disposed to inhabit it presently. But how shall I leave my dear friend Mr. William, without a word of notice of this separation? I have thought of that too, said Oswald; and I will so manage, as to acquaint him with it in such a manner as he shall think out of the common course of things, and which shall make him wonder and be silent. How will you do that, said Edmund? I will tell you hereafter, said Oswald; for here comes old Joseph to meet us. He came, indeed, as fast as his age would permit him. As soon as he was within hearing, he asked them what news? They related all that had passed at Twyfords cottage; he heard them with the greatest eagerness of attention, and as soon as they came to the great event, I knew it! I knew it! exclaimed Joseph; I was sure it would prove so! Thank God for it! But I will be the first to acknowledge my young lord, and I will live and die his faithful servant! Here Joseph attempted to kneel to him, but Edmund prevented him with a warm embrace. My friend! my dear friend! said he, I cannot suffer a man of your age to kneel to me; are you not one of my best and truest friends? I will ever remember your disinterested affection for me; and if heaven restores me to my rights, it shall be one of my first cares to render your old age easy and happy. Joseph wept over him, and it was some time before he could utter a word. Oswald gave them both time to recover their emotion, by acquainting Joseph with Edmunds scheme for his departure. Joseph wiped his eyes and spoke. I have thought, said he, of something that will be both agree and useful to my dear master. John Wyatt, Sir Philip Harclays servant, is now upon a visit at his fathers; I have heard that he goes home soon; now he would be both a guide and companion, on the way. That is, indeed, a happy circumstance, said Edmund; but how shall we know certainly the time of his departure? Why, Sir, I will go to him, and enquire; and bring you word directly. Do so, said Edmund, and you will oblige me greatly. But, Sir, said Oswald, I think it will be best not to let John Wyatt know who is to be his companion; only let Joseph tell him that a gentleman is going to visit his master, and, if possible, prevail upon him to set out this night. Do so, my good friend, said Edmund; and tell him, further, that this person has business of great consequence to communicate to his master, and cannot delay his journey on any account. I will do this, you may depend, said Joseph, and acquaint you with my success as soon as possible; but, sir, you must not go without a guide, at any rate. I trust I shall not, said Edmund, though I go alone; he that has received such a call as I have, can want no other, nor fear any danger. They conversed on these points till they drew near the castle, when Joseph left them to go on his errand, and Edmund attended his Lord at dinner. The Baron observed that he was silent and reserved; the conversation languished on both sides. As soon as dinner was ended, Edmund asked permission to go up into his own apartment; where he packed up some necessaries, and made a hasty preparation for his departure. Afterwards he walked into the garden, revolving in his mind the peculiarity of his situation, and the uncertainty of his future prospects; lost in thought, he walked to and fro in a covered walk, with his arms crossed and his eyes cast down, without perceiving that he was observed by two females who stood at a distance watching his motions. It was the Lady Emma, and her attendant, who were thus engaged. At length, he lifted up his eyes and saw them; he stood still, and was irresolute whether to advance or retire. They approached him; and, as they drew near, fair Emma spoke. You have been so wrapt in meditation, Edmund, that I am apprehensive of some new vexation that I am yet a stranger to. Would it were in my power to lessen those you have already! But tell me if I guess truly? He stood still irresolute, he answered with hesitation. O, ladyI amI am grieved, I am concerned, to be the cause of so much confusion in this noble family, to which I am so much indebted; I see no way to lessen these evils but to remove the cause of them. Meaning yourself? said she. Certainly, Madam; and I was meditating on my departure. But, said she, by your departure you will not remove the cause. How so, madam? Because you are not the cause, but those you will leave behind you. Lady Emma! How can you affect this ignorance, Edmund? You know well enough it is that odious Wenlock, your enemy and my aversion, that has caused all this mischief among us, and will much more, if he is not removed. This, madam, is a subject that it becomes me to be silent upon. Mr. Wenlock is your kinsman; he is not my friend; and for that reason I ought not to speak against him, nor you to hear it from me. If he has used me ill, I am recompensed by the generous treatment of my lord your father, who is all that is great and good; he has allowed me to justify myself to him, and he has restored me to his good opinion, which I prize among the best gifts of heaven. Your amiable brother William thinks well of me, and his esteem is infinitely dear to me; and you, excellent Lady, permit me to hope that you honour me with your good opinion. Are not these ample amends for the illwill Mr. Wenlock bears me? My opinion of you, Edmund, said she, is fixed and settled. It is not founded upon events of yesterday, but upon long knowledge and experience; upon your whole conduct and character. You honour me, lady! Continue to think well of me, it will excite me to deserve it. When I am far distant from this place, the remembrance of your goodness will be a cordial to my heart. But why will you leave us, Edmund? Stay and defeat the designs of your enemy; you shall have my wishes and assistance. Pardon me, Madam, that is among the things I cannot do, even if it were in my power, which it is not. Mr. Wenlock loves you, lady, and if he is so unhappy as to be your aversion, that is a punishment severe enough. For the rest, I may be unfortunate by the wickedness of others, but if I am unworthy, it must be by my own fault. So then you think it is an unworthy action to oppose Mr. Wenlock! Very well, sir. Then I suppose you wish him success; you wish that I may be married to him? I, Madam! said Edmund, confused; what am I that I should give my opinion on an affair of so much consequence? You distress me by the question. May you be happy! may you enjoy your own wishes! He sighed, he turned away. She called him back; he trembled, and kept silence. She seemed to enjoy his confusion; she was cruel enough to repeat the question. Tell me, Edmund, and truly, do you wish to see me give my hand to Wenlock? I insist upon your answer. All on a sudden he recovered both his voice and courage; he stepped forward, his person erect, his countenance assured, his voice resolute and intrepid. Since Lady Emma insists upon my answer, since she avows a dislike to Wenlock, since she condescends to ask my opinion, I will tell her my thoughts, my wishes. The fair Emma now trembled in her turn; she blushed, looked down, and was ashamed to have spoken so freely. Edmund went on. My most ardent wishes are, that the fair Emma may reserve her heart and hand till a certain person, a friend of mine, is at liberty to solicit them; whose utmost ambition is, first to deserve, and then to obtain them.


Your friend, Sir! said Lady Emma! her brow clouded, her eye disdainful. Edmund proceeded. My friend is so particularly circumstanced that he cannot at present with propriety ask for Lady Emmas favour; but as soon as he has gained a cause that is yet in suspence, he will openly declare his pretensions, and if he is unsuccessful, he will then condemn himself to eternal silence. Lady Emma knew not what to think of this declaration; she hoped, she feared, she meditated; but her attention was too strongly excited to be satisfied without some gratification; After a pause, she pursued the subject. And this friend of yours, sir, of what degree and fortune is he? Edmund smiled; but, commanding his emotion, he replied, His birth is noble, his degree and fortune uncertain. Her countenance fell, she sighed; he proceeded. It is utterly impossible, said he, for any man of inferior degree to aspire to Lady Emmas favour; her noble birth, the dignity of her beauty and virtues, must awe and keep at their proper distance, all men of inferior degree and merit; they may admire, they may revere; but they must not presume to approach too near, lest their presumption should meet with its punishment. Well, sir, said she, suddenly; and so this friend of yours has commissioned you to speak in his behalf? He has, Madam. Then I must tell you, that I think his assurance is very great, and yours not much less. I am sorry for that, Madam. Tell him, that I shall reserve my heart and hand for the man to whom my father shall bid me give them. Very well, Lady; I am certain my lord loves you too well to dispose of them against your inclination. How do you know that, sir? But tell him, that the man that hopes for my favour must apply to my lord for his. That is my friends intentionhis resolution, I should sayas soon as he can do it with propriety; and I accept your permission for him to do so. My permission did you say? I am astonished at your assurance! tell me no more of your friend; But perhaps you are pleading for Wenlock all this time; It is all one to me; only, say no more. Are you offended with me, madam? No matter, sir. Yes, it is. I am surprised at you, Edmund. I am surprised at my own temerity; but, forgive me. It does not signify; good bye tye, sir. Dont leave me in anger, madam; I cannot bear that. Perhaps I may not see you again for a long time. He looked afflicted; she turned back. I do forgive you, Edmund; I was concerned for you; but, it seems, you are more concerned for every body than for yourself. She sighed; Farewell! said she. Edmund gazed on her with tenderness; he approached her, he just touched her hand; his heart was rising to his lips, but he recollected his situation; he checked himself immediately; he retired back, he sighed deeply, bowed low, and hastily quitted her. The lady turning into another walk, he reached the house first, and went up again to his chamber; he threw himself upon his knees; prayed for a thousand blessings upon every one of the family of his benefactor, and involuntarily wept at mentioning the name of the charming Emma, whom he was about to leave abruptly, and perhaps for ever. He then endeavoured to compose himself, and once more attended the Baron; wished him a good night; and withdrew to his chamber, till he was called upon to go again to the haunted apartment. He came down equipped for his journey, and went hastily for fear of observation; he paid his customary devotions, and soon after Oswald tapped at the door. They conferred together upon the interesting subject that engrossed their attention, until Joseph came to them, who brought the rest of Edmunds baggage, and some refreshment for him before he set out. Edmund promised to give them the earliest information of his situation and success. At the hour of twelve they heard the same groans as the night before in the lower apartment; but, being somewhat familiarized to it, they were not so strongly affected. Oswald crossed himself, and prayed for the departed soul; he also prayed for Edmund, and recommended him to the Divine protection. He then arose, and embraced that young man; who, also, took a tender leave of his friend Joseph. They then went, with silence and caution, through a long gallery; they descended the stairs in the same manner; they crossed the hall in profound silence, and hardly dared to breathe, lest they should be overheard; they found some difficulty in opening one of the folding doors, which at last they accomplished; they were again in jeopardy at the outward gate. At length they conveyed him safely into the stables; there they again embraced him, and prayed for his prosperity. He then mounted his horse, and set forward to Wyatts cottage; he hallooed at the door, and was answered from within. In a few minutes John came out to him. What, is it you, Master Edmund? Hush! said he; not a word of who I am; I go upon private business, and would not wish to be known. If you will go forward, sir, I will soon overtake you. He did so; and they pursued their journey to the north. In the mean time, Oswald and Joseph returned in silence into the house; they retired to their respective apartments without hearing or being heard by any one. About the dawn of day Oswald intended to lay his packets in the way of those to whom they were addressed; after much contrivance he determined to take a bold step, and, if he were discovered, to frame some excuse. Encouraged by his late success, he went on tiptoe into Master Williams chamber, placed a letter upon his pillow, and withdrew unheard. Exulting in his heart, he attempted the Barons apartment, but found it fastened within. Finding this scheme frustrated, he waited till the hour the Baron was expected down to breakfast, and laid the letter and the key of the haunted apartment upon the table. Soon after, he saw the Baron enter the breakfast room; he got out of sight, but staid within call, preparing himself for a summons. The Baron sat down to breakfast; he saw a letter directed to himselfhe opened it, and to his great surprise, read as follows The guardian of the haunted apartment to Baron FitzOwen. To thee I remit the key of my charge, until the right owner shall come, who will both discover and avenge my wrongs; then, woe be to the guilty!But let the innocent rest in peace. In the mean time, let none presume to explore the secrets of my apartment, lest they suffer for their temerity. The Baron was struck with amazement at the letter. He took up the key, examined it, then laid it down, and took up the letter; he was in such confusion of thought, he knew not what to do or say for several minutes. At length he called his servants about him; the first question he asked was Where is Edmund? They could not tell. Has he been called? Yes, my Lord, but nobody answered, and the key was not in the door. Where is Joseph? Gone into the stables. Where is father Oswald? In his study. Seek him, and desire him to come hither. By the time the Baron had read the letter over again, he came. He had been framing a steady countenance to answer to all interrogatories. As he came in he attentively observed the Baron, whose features were in strong agitation; as soon as he saw Oswald, he spoke as one out of breath. Take that key, and read this letter! He did so, shrugged up his shoulders, and remained silent. Father, said my lord, what think you of this letter? It is a very surprising one. The contents are alarming. Where is Edmund? I do not know. Has nobody seen him? Not that I know of. Call my sons, my kinsmen, my servants. The servants came in. Have any of you seen or heard of Edmund? No, was the answer. Father, step upstairs to my sons and kinsmen, and desire them to come down immediately. Oswald withdrew; and went, first, to Mr. Williams chamber. My dear sir, you must come to my lord now directlyhe has something extraordinary to communicate to you. And so have I, fathersee what I have found upon my pillow! Pray, sir, read it to me before you shew it to any body; my lord is alarmed too much already, and wants nothing to increase his consternation. William read his letter, while Oswald looked as if he was an utter stranger to the contents, which were these Whatever may be heard or seen, let the seal of friendship be upon thy lips. The peasant Edmund is no more; but there still lives a man who hopes to acknowledge, and repay, the Lord FitzOwens generous care and protection; to return his beloved Williams vowed affection, and to claim his friendship on terms of equality. What, said William, can this mean? It is not easy to say, replied Oswald. Can you tell what is the cause of this alarm? I can tell you nothing, but that my lord desires to see you directlypray make haste down; I must go up to your brothers and kinsmen, nobody knows what to think, or believe. Master William went down stairs, and Father Oswald went to the malcontents. As soon as he entered the outward door of their apartment, Mr. Wenlock called out. Here comes the friendnow for some new proposal! Gentlemen, said Oswald, my lord desires your company immediately in the breakfast parlour. What! to meet your favourite Edmund, I suppose? said Mr. Wenlock. No, sir. What, then, is the matter? said Sir Robert. Something very extraordinary has happened, gentlemen. Edmund is not to be foundhe disappeared from the haunted apartment, the key of which was conveyed to my lord in a strange manner, with a letter from an unknown hand; my lord is both surprised and concerned, and wishes to have your opinion and advice on the occasion. Tell him, said Sir Robert, we will wait upon him immediately. As Oswald went away, he heard Wenlock say, So Edmund is gone, it is no matter how, or whither. Another said, I hope the ghost has taken him out of the way. The rest laughed at the conceit, as they followed Oswald down stairs. They found the Baron, and his son William, commenting upon the key and the letter. My lord gave them to Sir Robert, who looked on them with marks of surprise and confusion. The Baron addressed him Is not this a very strange affair? Son Robert, lay aside your ill humours, and behave to your father with the respect and affection his tenderness deserves from you, and give me your advice and opinion on this alarming subject. My Lord, said Sir Robert, I am as much confounded as yourselfI can give no advicelet my cousins see the letterlet us have their opinion. They read it in turnthey were equally surprised; but when it came into Wenlocks hand, he paused and meditated some minutes. At lengthI am indeed surprised, and still more concerned, to see my lord and uncle the dupe of an artful contrivance; and, if he will permit me, I shall endeavour to unriddle it, to the confusion of all that are concerned in it. Do so, Dick, said my lord, and you shall have my thanks for it. This letter, said he, I imagine to be the contrivance of Edmund, or some ingenious friend of his, to conceal some designs they have against the peace of this family, which has been too often disturbed upon that rascals account. But what end could be proposed by it? said the Baron. Why, one part of the scheme is to cover Edmunds departure, that is clear enough; for the rest, we can only guess at itperhaps he may be concealed somewhere in that apartment, from whence he may rush out in the night, and either rob or murder us; or, at least, alarm and terrify the family. The Baron smiled. You shoot beyond the mark, sir, and overshoot yourself, as you have done before now; you shew only your inveteracy against that poor lad, whom you cannot mention with temper. To what purpose should he shut himself up there, to be starved? Starved! no, no! he has friends in this house (looking at Oswald), who will not suffer him to want anything; those who have always magnified his virtues, and extenuated his faults, will lend a hand to help him in time of need; and, perhaps, to assist his ingenious contrivances. Oswald shrugged up his shoulders, and remained silent. This is a strange fancy of yours, Dick, said my lord; but I am willing to pursue it,first, to discover what you drive at; and, secondly, to satisfy all that are here present of the truth or falsehood of it, that they may know what value to set upon your sagacity hereafter. Let us all go over that apartment together; and let Joseph be called to attend us thither. Oswald offered to call him, but Wenlock stopped him. No, father, said he, you must stay with us; we want your ghostly counsel and advice; Joseph shall have no private conference with you. What mean you, said Oswald, to insinuate to my lord against me or Joseph? But your illwill spares nobody. It will one day be known who is the disturber of the peace of this family; I wait for that time, and am silent. Joseph came; when he was told whither they were going, he looked hard at Oswald. Wenlock observed them. Lead the way, father, said he, and Joseph shall follow us. Oswald smiled. We will go where Heaven permits us, said he; alas! the wisdom of man can neither hasten, nor retard, its decrees. They followed the father up stairs, and went directly to the haunted apartment. The Baron unlocked the door; he bid Joseph open the shutters, and admit the daylight, which had been excluded for many years. They went over the rooms above stairs, and then descended the staircase, and through the lower rooms in the same manner. However, they overlooked the closet, in which the fatal secret was concealed; the door was covered with tapestry, the same as the room, and united so well that it seemed but one piece. Wenlock tauntingly desired Father Oswald to introduce them to the ghost. The father, in reply, asked them where they should find Edmund. Do you think, said he, that he lies hid in my pocket, or in Josephs? Tis no matter, answered he; thoughts are free. My opinion of you, Sir, said Oswald, is not founded upon thoughtsI judge of men by their actions,a rule, I believe, it will not suit you to be tried by. None of your insolent admonitions, father! returned Wenlock; this is neither the time nor the place for them. That is truer than you are aware of, sir; I meant not to enter into the subject just now. Be silent, said my Lord. I shall enter into this subject with you hereafterthen look you be prepared for it. In the mean time, do you, Dick Wenlock, answer to my questionsDo you think Edmund is concealed in this apartment? No, sir. Do you think there is any mystery in it? No, my lord. Is it haunted, think you? No, I think not. Should you be afraid to try? In what manner, my lord? Why, you have shewn your wit upon the subject, and I mean to show your courage;you, and Jack Markham your confident, shall sleep here three nights, as Edmund has done before. Sir, said Sir Robert, for what purpose? I should be glad to understand why. I have my reasons, sir, as well as your kinsmen there. No reply, Sirs! I insist upon being obeyed in this point. Joseph, let the beds be well aired, and every thing made agreeable to the gentlemen; If there is any contrivance to impose upon me, they, I am sure, will have pleasure in detecting it; and, if not, I shall obtain my end in making these rooms habitable. Oswald, come with me; and the rest may go where they list till dinnertime. The Baron went with Oswald into the parlour. Now tell me, father, said he, do you disapprove what I have done? Quite the contrary, my lord, said he; I entirely approve it. But you do not know all my reasons for it. Yesterday Edmunds behaviour was different from what I have ever seen ithe is naturally frank and open in all his ways; but he was then silent, thoughtful, absent; he sighed deeply, and once I saw tears stand in his eyes. Now, I do suspect there is something uncommon in that apartmentthat Edmund has discovered the secret; and, fearing to disclose it, he is fled away from the house. As to this letter, perhaps he may have written it to hint that there is more than he dares reveal; I tremble at the hints contained in it, though I shall appear to make light of it. But I and mine are innocent; and if Heaven discloses the guilt of others, I ought to adore and submit to its decrees. That is prudently and piously resolved, my lord; let us do our duty, and leave events to Heaven. But, father, I have a further view in obliging my kinsmen to sleep thereif any thing should appear to them, it is better that it should only be known to my own family; if there is nothing in it, I shall put to the proof the courage and veracity of my two kinsmen, of whom I think very indifferently. I mean shortly to enquire into many things I have heard lately to their disadvantage; and, if I find them guilty, they shall not escape with impunity. My lord, said Oswald, you judge like yourself; I wish you to make enquiry concerning them, and believe the result will be to their confusion, and your Lordship will be enabled to reestablish the peace of your family. During this conversation, Oswald was upon his guard, lest any thing should escape that might create suspicion. He withdrew as soon as he could with decency, and left the Baron meditating what all these things should mean; he feared there was some misfortune impending over his house, though he knew not from what cause. He dined with his children and kinsmen, and strove to appear cheerful; but a gloom was perceivable through his deportment. Sir Robert was reserved and respectful; Mr. William was silent and attentive; the rest of the family dutifully assiduous to my Lord; only Wenlock and Markham were sullen and chagrined. The Baron detained the young men the whole afternoon; he strove to amuse and to be amused; he shewed the greatest affection and parental regard to his children, and endeavoured to conciliate their affections, and engage their gratitude by kindness. Wenlock and Markham felt their courage abate as the night approached; At the hour of nine, old Joseph came to conduct them to the haunted apartment; they took leave of their kinsmen, and went up stairs with heavy hearts. They found the chamber set in order for them, and a table spread with provision and good liquor to keep up their spirits. It seems, said Wenlock, that your friend Edmund was obliged to you for his accommodations here. Sir, said Joseph, his accommodations were bad enough the first night; but, afterwards, they were bettered by my lords orders. Owing to your officious cares? said Wenlock. I own it, said Joseph, and I am not ashamed of it. Are you not anxious to know what is become of him? said Markham. Not at all, sir; I trust he is in the best protection; so good a young man as he is, is safe everywhere. You see, cousin Jack, said Wenlock, how this villain has stole the hearts of my uncles servants; I suppose this canting old fellow knows where he is, if the truth were known. Have you any further commands for me, gentlemen? said the old man. No, not we. Then I am ordered to attend my lord, when you have done with me. Go, then, about your business. Joseph went away, glad to be dismissed. What shall we do, cousin Jack, said Wenlock, to pass away the time?it is plaguy dull sitting here. Dull enough, said Markham, I think the best thing we can do, is to go to bed and sleep it away. Faith! says Wenlock, I am in no disposition to sleep. Who would have thought the old man would have obliged us to spend the night here? Dont say us, I beg of you; it was all your own doing, replied Markham. I did not intend he should have taken me at my word. Then you should have spoken more cautiously. I have always been governed by you, like a fool as I am; you play the braggart, and I suffer for it; But they begin to see through your finespun arts and contrivances, and I believe you will meet with your deserts one day or other. What now? do you mean to affront me, Jack? Know, that some are born to plan, others to execute; I am one of the former, thou of the latter. Know your friend, or Or what? replied Markham; do you mean to threaten me? If you do! What then? said Wenlock. Why, then, I will try which of us two is the best man, sir! Upon this Markham arose, and put himself into a posture of defence. Wenlock perceiving he was serious in his anger, began to soothe him; he persuaded, he flattered, he promised great things if he would be composed. Markham was sullen, uneasy, resentful; whenever he spoke, it was to upbraid Wenlock with his treachery and falsehood. Wenlock tried all his eloquence to get him into a good humour, but in vain; he threatened to acquaint his uncle with all that he knew, and to exculpate himself at the others expence. Wenlock began to find his choler rise; they were both almost choaked with rage; and, at length, they both rose with a resolution to fight. As they stood with their fists clenched, on a sudden they were alarmed with a dismal groan from the room underneath. They stood like statues petrified by fear, yet listening with trembling expectation. A second groan increased their consternation; and, soon after, a third completed it. They staggered to a seat, and sunk down upon it, ready to faint. Presently, all the doors flew open, a pale glimmering light appeared at the door, from the staircase, and a man in complete armour entered the room. He stood, with one hand extended, pointing to the outward door; they took the hint, and crawled away as fast as fear would let them; they staggered along the gallery, and from thence to the Barons apartment, where Wenlock sunk down in a swoon, and Markham had just strength enough to knock at the door. The servant who slept in the outward room alarmed his lord. Markham cried out, For Heavens sake, let us in! Upon hearing his voice, the door was opened, and Markham approached his Uncle in such an attitude of fear, as excited a degree of it in the Baron. He pointed to Wenlock, who was with some difficulty recovered from the fit he was fallen into; the servant was terrified, he rung the alarmbell; the servants came running from all parts to their Lords apartment; The young gentlemen came likewise, and presently all was confusion, and the terror was universal. Oswald, who guessed the business, was the only one that could question them. He asked several times, What is the matter? Markham, at last, answered him, We have seen the ghost! All regard to secrecy was now at an end; the echo ran through the whole familyThey have seen the ghost! The Baron desired Oswald to talk to the young men, and endeavour to quiet the disturbance. He came forward; he comforted some, he rebuked others; he had the servants retire into the outward room. The Baron, with his sons and kinsmen, remained in the bedchamber. It is very unfortunate, said Oswald, that this affair should be made so public; surely these young men might have related what they had seen, without alarming the whole family. I am very much concerned upon my lords account. I thank you, father, said the Baron; but prudence was quite overthrown here. Wenlock was half dead, and Markham half distracted; the family were alarmed without my being able to prevent it. But let us hear what these poor terrified creatures say. Oswald demanded, What have you seen, gentlemen? The ghost! said Markham. In what form did it appear? A man in armour. Did it speak to you? No. What did it do to terrify you so much? It stood at the farthest door, and pointed to the outward door, as if to have us leave the room; we did not wait for a second notice, but came away as fast as we could. Did it follow you? No. Then you need not have raised such a disturbance. Wenlock lifted up his head, and spoke I believe, father, if you had been with us, you would not have stood upon ceremonies any more than we did. I wish my lord would send you to parley with the ghost; for, without doubt, you are better qualified than we. My Lord, said Oswald, I will go thither, with your permission; I will see that every thing is safe, and bring the key back to you; Perhaps this may help to dispel the fears that have been raisedat least, I will try to do it. I thank you, father, for your good officesdo as you please. Oswald went into the outward room. I am going, said he, to shut up the apartment. The young gentlemen have been more frightened than they had occasion for; I will try to account for it. Which of you will go with me? They all drew back, except Joseph, who offered to bear him company. They went into the bedroom in the haunted apartment, and found every thing quiet there. They put out the fire, extinguished the lights, locked the door, and brought away the key. As they returned, I thought how it would be, said Joseph. Hush! not a word, said Oswald; you find we are suspected of something, though they know not what. Wait till you are called upon, and then we will both speak to purpose. They carried the key to the Baron. All is quiet in the apartment, said Oswald, as we can testify. Did you ask Joseph to go with you, said the Baron, or did he offer himself? My Lord, I asked if any body would go with me, and they all declined it but he; I thought proper to have a witness beside myself, for whatever might be seen or heard. Joseph, you were servant to the late Lord Lovel; what kind of man was he? A very comely man, please your lordship. Should you know him if you were to see him? I cannot say, my lord. Would you have any objection to sleep a night in that apartment? I beg,I hope,I beseech your lordship not to command me to do it! You are then afraid; why did you offer yourself to go thither? Because I was not so much frightened as the rest. I wish you would lie a night there; but I do not insist upon it. My lord, I am a poor ignorant old man, not fit for such an undertaking; beside, if I should see the ghost, and if it should be the person of my master, and if it should tell me any thing, and bid me keep it secret, I should not dare to disclose it; and then, what service should I do your lordship? That is true, indeed, said the Baron. This speech, said Sir Robert, is both a simple and an artful one. You see, however, that Joseph is not a man for us to depend upon; he regards the Lord Lovel, though dead, more than Lord FitzOwen, living; he calls him his master, and promises to keep his secrets. What say you, father, Is the ghost your master, or your friend? Are you under any obligation to keep his secrets? Sir, said Oswald, I answer as Joseph does; I would sooner die than discover a secret revealed in that manner. I thought as much, said Sir Robert; there is a mystery in Father Oswalds behaviour, that I cannot comprehend. Do not reflect upon the father, said the Baron; I have no cause to complain of him; perhaps the mystery may be too soon explained; but let us not anticipate evils. Oswald and Joseph have spoken like good men; I am satisfied with their answers; let us, who are innocent, rest in peace; and let us endeavour to restore peace in the family; and do you, father, assist us. With my best services, said Oswald. He called the servants in. Let nothing be mentioned out of doors, said he, of what has lately passed within, especially in the east apartment; the young gentlemen had not so much reason to be frightened as they apprehended; a piece of furniture fell down in the rooms underneath, which made the noise that alarmed them so much; but I can certify that all things in the rooms are in quiet, and there is nothing to fear. All of you attend me in the chapel in an hour; do your duties, put your trust in God, and obey your Lord, and you will find every thing go right as it used to do. They dispersed; the sun rose, the day came on, and every thing went on in the usual course; but the servants were not so easily satisfied; they whispered that something was wrong, and expected the time that should set all right. The mind of the Baron was employed in meditating upon these circumstances, that seemed to him the forerunners of some great events; he sometimes thought of Edmund; he sighed for his expulsion, and lamented the uncertainty of his fate; but, to his family, he appeared easy and satisfied. From the time of Edmunds departure, the fair Emma had many uneasy hours; she wished to enquire after him, but feared to shew any solicitude concerning him. The next day, when her brother William came into her apartment, she took courage to ask a question. Pray, brother, can you give any guess what is become of Edmund? No, said he, with a sigh; why do you ask me? Because, my dear William, I should think if any body knew, it must be you; and I thought he loved you too well to leave you in ignorance. But dont you think he left the castle in a very strange manner? I do, my dear; there is a mystery in every circumstance of his departure; Nevertheless (I will trust you with a secret), he did not leave the castle without making a distinction in my favour. I thought so, said she; but you might tell me what you know about him. Alas, my dear Emma! I know nothing. When I saw him last, he seemed a good deal affected, as if he were taking leave of me; and I had a foreboding that we parted for a longer time than usual. Ah! so had I, said she, when he parted from me in the garden. What leave did he take of you, Emma? She blushed, and hesitated to tell him all that passed between them; but he begged, persuaded, insisted; and, at length, under the strongest injunctions of secrecy, she told him all. He said, That Edmunds behaviour on that occasion was as mysterious as the rest of his conduct; but, now you have revealed your secret, you have a right to know mine. He then gave her the letter he found upon his pillow; she read it with great emotion. Saint Winifred assist me! said she; what can I think? The peasant Edmund is no more, but there lives one,that is to my thinking, Edmund lives, but is no peasant. Go on, my dear, said William; I like your explanation. Nay, brother, I only guess; but what think you? I believe we think alike in more than one respect, that he meant to recommend no other person than himself to your favour; and, if he were indeed of noble birth, I would prefer him to a prince for a husband to my Emma! Bless me! said she, do you think it possible that he should be of either birth or fortune? It is hard to say what is impossible! we have proof that the east apartment is haunted. It was there that Edmund was made acquainted with many secrets, I doubt not and, perhaps, his own fate may be involved in that of others. I am confident that what he saw and heard there, was the cause of his departure. We must wait with patience the unravelling this intricate affair; I believe I need not enjoin your secrecy as to what I have said; your heart will be my security. What mean you, brother? Dont affect ignorance, my dear; you love Edmund, so do I; it is nothing to be ashamed of. It would have been strange, if a girl of your good sense had not distinguished a swan among a flock of geese. Dear William, dont let a word of this escape you; but you have taken a weight off my heart. You may depend that I will not dispose of my hand or heart till I know the end of this affair. William smiled Keep them for Edmunds friend; I shall rejoice to see him in a situation to ask them. Hush, my brother! not a word more; I hear footsteps. They were her eldest brothers, who came to ask Mr. William to ride out with him, which finished the conference. The fair Emma from this time assumed an air of satisfaction; and William frequently stole away from his companions to talk with his sister upon their favourite subject. While these things passed at the castle of Lovel, Edmund and his companion John Wyatt proceeded on their journey to Sir Philip Harclays seat; they conversed together on the way, and Edmund found him a man of understanding, though not improved by education; he also discovered that John loved his master, and respected him even to veneration; from him he learned many particulars concerning that worthy knight.


Wyatt told him, That Sir Philip maintained twelve old soldiers who had been maimed and disabled in the wars, and had no provision made for them; also six old officers, who had been unfortunate, and were grown grey without preferment; he likewise mentioned the Greek gentleman, his masters captive and friend, as a man eminent for valour and piety; but, beside these, said Wyatt, there are many others who eat of my masters bread and drink of his cup, and who join in blessings and prayers to Heaven for their noble benefactor; his ears are ever open to distress, his hand to relieve it, and he shares in every good mans joys and blessings. Oh, what a glorious character! said Edmund; how my heart throbs with wishes to imitate such a man! Oh, that I might resemble him, though at ever so great a distance! Edmund was never weary of hearing the actions of this truly great man, nor Wyatt with relating them; and, during three days journey, there were but few pauses in their conversation. The fourth day, when they came within view of the house, Edmunds heart began to raise doubts of his reception. If, said he, Sir Philip should not receive me kindly, if he should resent my long neglect, and disown my acquaintance, it would be no more than justice. He sent Wyatt before, to notify his arrival to Sir Philip, while he waited at the gate, full of doubts and anxieties concerning his reception. Wyatt was met and congratulated on his return by most of his fellowservants. He asked Where is my master? In the parlour. Are any strangers with him? No, only his own family. Then I will shew myself to him. He presented himself before Sir Philip. So, John, said he, you are welcome home! I hope you left your parents and relations well? All well, thank God! and send their humble duty to your honour, and they pray for you every day of their lives. I hope your honour is in good health. Very well. Thank God for that! but, sir, I have something further to tell you; I have had a companion all the way home, a person who comes to wait on your honour, on business of great consequence, as he says. Who is that, John? It is Master Edmund Twyford, from the castle of Lovel. Young Edmund! says Sir Philip, surprised; where is he? At the gate, sir. Why did you leave him there? Because he bade me come before, and acquaint your honour, that he waits your pleasure. Bring him hither, said Sir Philip; tell him I shall be glad to see him. John made haste to deliver his message, and Edmund followed him in silence into Sir Philips presence. He bowed low, and kept at a distance. Sir Philip held out his hand, and bad him approach. As he drew near, he was seized with an universal trembling; he kneeled down, took his hand, kissed it, and pressed it to his heart in silence. You are welcome, young man! said Sir Philip; take courage, and speak for yourself. Edmund sighed deeply; he at length broke silence with difficulty. I am come thus far, noble sir, to throw myself at your feet, and implore your protection. You are, under God, my only reliance. I receive you, said Sir Philip, with all my heart! Your person is greatly improved since I saw you last, and I hope your mind is equally so; I have heard a great character of you from some that knew you in France. I remember the promise I made you long ago, and am ready now to fulfil it, upon condition that you have done nothing to disgrace the good opinion I formerly entertained of you; and am ready to serve you in any thing consistent with my own honour. Edmund kissed the hand that was extended to raise him. I accept your favour, sir, upon this condition only; and if ever you find me to impose upon your credulity, or incroach on your goodness, may you renounce me from that moment! Enough, said Sir Philip; rise, then, and let me embrace you; You are truly welcome! Oh, noble sir! said Edmund, I have a strange story to tell you; but it must be by ourselves, with only heaven to bear witness to what passes between us. Very well, said Sir Philip; I am ready to hear you; but first, go and get some refreshment after your journey, and then come to me again. John Wyatt will attend you. I want no refreshment, said Edmund; and I cannot eat or drink till I have told my business to your honour. Well then, said Sir Philip, come along with me. He took the youth by the hand, and led him into another parlour, leaving his friends in great surprise, what this young mans errand could be; John Wyatt told them all that he knew relating to Edmunds birth, character, and situation. When Sir Philip had seated his young friend, he listened in silence to the surprising tale he had to tell him. Edmund told him briefly the most remarkable circumstances of his life, from the time when he first saw and liked him, till his return from France; but from that era, he related at large every thing that had happened, recounting every interesting particular, which was imprinted on his memory in strong and lasting characters. Sir Philip grew every moment more affected by the recital; sometimes he clasped his hands together, he lifted them up to heaven, he smote his breast, he sighed, he exclaimed aloud; when Edmund related his dream, he breathed short, and seemed to devour him with attention; when he described the fatal closet, he trembled, sighed, sobbed, and was almost suffocated with his agitation. But when he related all that passed between his supposed mother and himself, and finally produced the jewels, the proofs of his birth, and the death of his unfortunate mother, he flew to him, he pressed him to his bosom, he strove to speak, but speech was for some minutes denied. He wept aloud; and, at length, his words found their way in broken exclamations. Son of my dearest friend! Dear and precious relic of a noble house! child of Providence! the beloved of heaven! welcome! thrice welcome to my arms! to my heart! I will be thy parent from henceforward, and thou shalt be indeed my child, my heir! My mind told me from the first moment I beheld thee, that thou wert the image of my friend! my heart then opened itself to receive thee, as his offspring. I had a strange foreboding that I was to be thy protector. I would then have made thee my own; but heaven orders things for the best; it made thee the instrument of this discovery, and in its own time and manner conducted thee to my arms. Praise be to God for his wonderful doings towards the children of men! every thing that has befallen thee is by his direction, and he will not leave his work unfinished; I trust that I shall be his instrument to do justice on the guilty, and to restore the orphan of my friend to his rights and title. I devote myself to this service, and will make it the business of my life to effect it. Edmund gave vent to his emotions, in raptures of joy and gratitude. They spent several hours in this way, without thinking of the time that passed; the one enquiring, the other explaining, and repeating, every particular of the interesting story. At length they were interrupted by the careful John Wyatt, who was anxious to know if any thing was likely to give trouble to his master. Sir, said John, it grows darkdo you want a light? We want no light but what heaven gives us, said Sir Philip; I knew not whether it was dark or light. I hope, said John, nothing has happened, I hope your honour has heard no bad tidings; III hope no offence. None at all, said the good knight; I am obliged to your solicitude for me; I have heard some things that grieve me, and others that give me great pleasure; but the sorrows are past, and the joys remain. Thank God! said John; I was afraid something was the matter to give your honour trouble. I thank you, my good servant! You see this young gentleman; I would have you, John, devote yourself to his service; I give you to him for an attendant on his person, and would have you show your affection to me by your attachment to him. Oh, Sir! said John in a melancholy voice, what have I done to be turned out of your service? No such matter, John, said Sir Philip; you will not leave my service. Sir, said John, I would rather die than leave you. And, my lad, I like you too well to part with you; but in serving my friend you will serve me. Know, that this young man is my son. Your son, sir! said John. Not my natural son, but my relation; my son by adoption, my heir! And will he live with you, sir? Yes, John; and I hope to die with him. Oh, then, I will serve him with all my heart and soul; and I will do my best to please you both. I thank you, John, and I will not forget your honest love and duty. I have so good an opinion of you, that I will tell you of some things concerning this gentleman that will entitle him to your respect. Tis enough for me, said John, to know that your honour respects him, to make me pay him as much duty as yourself. But, John, when you know him better, you will respect him still more; at present, I shall only tell you what he is not; for you think him only the son of Andrew Twyford. And is he not? said John. No, but his wife nursed him, and he passed for her son. And does old Twyford know it, sir? He does, and will bear witness to it; but he is the son of a near friend of mine, of quality superior to my own, and as such you must serve and respect him. I shall, to be sure, sir; but what name shall I call him? You shall know that hereafter; in the mean time bring a light, and wait on us to the other parlour. When John was withdrawn, Sir Philip said, That is a point to be considered and determined immediately; It is proper that you should assume a name till you can take that of your father; for I choose you should drop that of your fosterfather; and I would have you be called by one that is respectable. In that, and every other point, I will be wholly governed by you, sir, said Edmund. Well then, I will give you the name of Seagrave; I shall say that you are a relation of my own; and my mother was really of that family. John soon returned, and attended them into the other parlour; Sir Philip entered, with Edmund in his hand. My friends, said he, this gentleman is Mr. Edward Seagrave, the son of a dear friend and relation of mine. He was lost in his infancy, brought up by a good woman out of pure humanity, and is but lately restored to his own family. The circumstances shall be made known hereafter; In the meantime, I have taken him under my care and protection, and will use all my power and interest to see him restored to his fortune, which is enjoyed by the usurper who was the cause of his expulsion, and the death of his parents. Receive him as my relation, and friend; Zadisky, do you embrace him first. Edmund, you and this gentleman must love each other for my sake; hereafter you will do it for your own.[] They all rose; each embraced and congratulated the young man. Zadisky said, Sir, whatever griefs and misfortunes you may have endured, you may reckon them at an end, from the hour you are beloved and protected by Sir Philip Harclay. I firmly believe it, sir, replied Edmund; and my heart enjoys, already, more happiness than I ever yet felt, and promises me all that I can wish in future; his friendship is the earnest Heaven gives me of its blessings hereafter. They sat down to supper with mutual cheerfulness; and Edmund enjoyed the repast with more satisfaction than he had felt a long time. Sir Philip saw his countenance brighten up, and looked on him with heartfelt pleasure. Every time I look on you, said he, reminds me of your father; you are the same person I loved twentythree years agoI rejoice to see you under my roof. Go to your repose early, and tomorrow we will consult farther. Edmund withdrew, and enjoyed a night of sweet undisturbed repose. The next morning Edmund arose in perfect health and spirits he waited on his benefactor. They were soon after joined by Zadisky, who shewed great attention and respect to the youth, and offered him his best services without reserve. Edmund accepted them with equal respect and modesty; and finding himself at ease, began to display his amiable qualities. They breakfasted together; afterwards, Sir Philip desired Edmund to walk out with him. As soon as they were out of hearing, Sir Philip said, I could not sleep last night for thinking of your affairs; I laid schemes for you, and rejected them again. We must lay our plan before we begin to act. What shall be done with this treacherous kinsman! this inhuman monster! this assassin of his nearest relation? I will risk my life and fortune to bring him to justice. Shall I go to court, and demand justice of the king? or shall I accuse him of the murder, and make him stand a public trial? If I treat him as a baron of the realm, he must be tried by his peers; if as a commoner, he must be tried at the county assize; but we must shew reason why he should be degraded from his title. Have you any thing to propose? Nothing, sir; I have only to wish that it might be as private as possible, for the sake of my noble benefactor, the Lord FitzOwen, upon whom some part of the family disgrace would naturally fall; and that would be an ill return for all his kindness and generosity to me. That is a generous and grateful consideration on your part; but you owe still more to the memory of your injured parents. However, there is yet another way that suits me better than any hitherto proposed; I will challenge the traitor to meet me in the field; and, if he has spirit enough to answer my call, I will there bring him to justice; if not, I will bring him to a public trial. No, sir, said Edmund, that is my province. Should I stand by and see my noble, gallant friend expose his life for me, I should be unworthy to bear the name of that friend whom you so much lament. It will become his son to vindicate his name, and revenge his death. I will be the challenger, and no other. And do you think he will answer the challenge of an unknown youth, with nothing but his pretensions to his name and title? Certainly not. Leave this matter to me; I will think of a way that will oblige him to meet me at the house of a third person who is known to all the parties concerned, and where we will have authentic witnesses of all that passes between him and me. I will devise the time, place, and manner, and satisfy all your scruples. Edmund offered to reply; but Sir Philip bad him be silent, and let him proceed in his own way. He then led him over his estate, and shewed him every thing deserving his notice; he told him all the particulars of his domestic economy, and they returned home in time to meet their friends at dinner. They spent several days in consulting how to bring Sir Walter to account, and in improving their friendship and confidence in each other. Edmund endeared himself so much to his friend and patron, that he declared him his adopted son and heir before all his friends and servants, and ordered them to respect him as such. He every day improved their love and regard for him, and became the darling of the whole family. After much consideration, Sir Philip fixed his resolutions, and began to execute his purposes. He set out for the seat of the Lord Clifford, attended by Edmund, M. Zadisky, and two servants. Lord Clifford received them with kindness and hospitality. Sir Philip presented Edmund to Lord Clifford and his family, as his near relation and presumptive heir; They spent the evening in the pleasures of convivial mirth and hospitable entertainment. The next day Sir Philip began to open his mind to Lord Clifford, informing him that both his young friend and himself had received great injuries from the present Lord Lovel, for which they were resolved to call him to account; but that, for many reasons, they were desirous to have proper witnesses of all that should pass between them, and begging the favour of his Lordship to be the principal one. Lord Clifford acknowledged the confidence placed in him; and besought Sir Philip to let him be the arbitrator between them. Sir Philip assured him, that their wrongs would not admit of arbitration, as he should hereafter judge; but that he was unwilling to explain them further till he knew certainly whether or not the Lord Lovel would meet him; for, if he refused, he must take another method with him. Lord Clifford was desirous to know the grounds of the quarrel; but Sir Philip declined entering into particulars at present, assuring him of a full information hereafter. He then sent M. Zadisky, attended by John Wyatt, and a servant of Lord Clifford, with a letter to Lord Lovel; the contents were as follow My Lord Lovel,Sir Philip Harclay earnestly desires to see you at the house of Lord Clifford, where he waits to call you to account for the injuries done by you to the late Arthur Lord Lovel, your kinsman; If you accept his demand, he will make the Lord Clifford a witness and a judge of the cause; if not, he will expose you publicly as a traitor and a coward. Please to answer this letter, and he will acquaint you with the time, place, and manner of the meeting. PHILIP HARCLAY. Zadisky presented the letter to Lord Lovel, informing him that he was the friend of Sir Philip Harclay. He seemed surprised and confounded at the contents; but, putting on an haughty air, I know nothing, said he, of the business this letter hints at; but wait a few hours, and I will give you an answer. He gave orders to treat Zadisky as a gentleman in every respect, except in avoiding his company; for the Greek had a shrewd and penetrating aspect, and he observed every turn of his countenance. The next day he came and apologized for his absence, and gave him the answer; sending his respects to the Lord Clifford. The messengers returned with all speed, and Sir Philip read the answer before all present. Lord Lovel knows not of any injuries done by him to the late Arthur Lord Lovel, whom he succeeded by just right of inheritance; nor of any right Sir Philip Harclay has, to call to account a man to whom he is barely known, having seen him only once, many years ago, at the house of his uncle, the old Lord Lovel Nevertheless, Lord Lovel will not suffer any man to call his name and honour into question with impunity; for which reason he will meet Sir Philip Harclay at any time, place, and in what manner he shall appoint, bringing the same number of friends and dependents, that justice may be done to all parties. LOVEL. Tis well, said Sir Philip; I am glad to find he has the spirit to meet me; he is an enemy worthy of my sword. Lord Clifford then proposed that both parties should pass the borders, and obtain leave of the warden of the Scottish marches to decide the quarrel in his jurisdiction, with a select number of friends on both sides. Sir Philip agreed to the proposal; and Lord Clifford wrote in his own name to ask permission of the Lord Graham, that his friends might come there; and obtained it, on condition that neither party should exceed a limited number of friends and followers. Lord Clifford sent chosen messengers to Lord Lovel, acquainting him with the conditions, and appointing the time, place, and manner of their meeting, and that he had been desired to accept the office of judge of the field. Lord Lovel accepted the conditions, and promised to be there without fail. Lord Clifford notified the same to Lord Graham, warden of the marches, who caused a piece of ground to be inclosed for the lists, and made preparations against the day appointed. In the interim, Sir Philip Harclay thought proper to settle his worldly affairs. He made Zadisky acquainted with every circumstance of Edmunds history, and the obligation that lay upon him to revenge the death of his friend, and see justice done to his heir. Zadisky entered into the cause with an ardour that spoke the affection he bore to his friend. Why, said he, would you not suffer me to engage this traitor? Your life is of too much consequence to be staked against his; but though I trust that the justice of your cause must succeed, yet, if it should happen otherwise, I vow to revenge you; he shall never go back from us both. However, my hope and trust is, to see your arm the minister of justice. Sir Philip then sent for a lawyer and made his will, by which he appointed Edmund his chief heir, by the name of Lovel, alias Seagrave, alias Twyford; he ordered that all his old friends, soldiers, and servants, should be maintained in the same manner during their lives; he left to Zadisky an annuity of an hundred a year, and a legacy of two hundred pounds; one hundred pounds to a certain monastery; the same sum to be distributed among disbanded soldiers, and the same to the poor and needy in his neighbourhood. He appointed Lord Clifford joint executor with Edmund, and gave his will into that noblemans care, recommending Edmund to his favour and protection. If I live, said he, I will make him appear to be worthy of it; if I die, he will want a friend. I am desirous your lordship, as a judge of the field, should be unprejudiced on either side, that you may judge impartially. If I die, Edmunds pretensions die with me; but my friend Zadisky will acquaint you with the foundation of them. I take these precautions, because I ought to be prepared for every thing; but my heart is warm with better hopes, and I trust I shall live to justify my own cause, as well as that of my friend, who is a person of more consequence than he appears to be. Lord Clifford accepted the trust, and expressed the greatest reliance upon Sir Philips honour and veracity. While these preparations were making for the great event that was to decide the pretensions of Edmund, his enemies at the Castle of Lovel were brought to shame for their behaviour to him. The disagreement between Wenlock and Markham had by degrees brought on an explanation of some parts of their conduct. Father Oswald had often hinted to the Baron, Wenlocks envy of Edmunds superior qualities, and the artifices by which he had obtained such an influence with Sir Robert, as to make him take his part upon all occasions. Oswald now took advantage of the breach between these two incendiaries, to persuade Markham to justify himself at Wenlocks expence, and to tell all he knew of his wickedness; at length, he promised to declare all he knew of Wenlocks conduct, as well in France as since their return, when he should be called upon; and, by him, Oswald was enabled to unravel the whole of his contrivances, against the honour, interest, and even life of Edmund. He prevailed on Hewson, and Kemp, his associate, to add their testimony to the others. Hewson confessed that he was touched in his conscience, when he reflected on the cruelty and injustice of his behaviour to Edmund, whose behaviour towards him, after he had laid a snare for his life, was so noble and generous, that he was cut to the heart by it, and had suffered so much pain and remorse, that he longed for nothing so much as an opportunity to unburden his mind; but the dread of Mr. Wenlocks anger, and the effects of his resentment, had hitherto kept him silent, always hoping there would come a time, when he might have leave to declare the whole truth. Oswald conveyed this information to the Barons ear, who waited for an opportunity to make the proper use of it. Not long after, the two principal incendiaries came to an open rupture, and Markham threatened Wenlock that he would shew his uncle what a serpent he had harboured in his bosom. The Baron arrested his words, and insisted upon his telling all he knew; adding, If you speak the truth, I will support you; but if you prove false, I will punish you severely. As to Mr. Wenlock, he shall have a fair trial; and, if all the accusations I have heard are made good, it is high time that I should put him out of my family. The Baron, with a stern aspect, bade them follow him into the great hall; and sent for all the rest of the family together. He then, with great solemnity, told them he was ready to hear all sides of the question. He declared the whole substance of his informations, and called upon the accusers to support the charge. Hewson and Kemp gave the same account they had done to Oswald, offering to swear to the truth of their testimony; several of the other servants related such circumstances as had come to their knowledge. Markham then spoke of every thing, and gave a particular account of all that had passed on the night they spent in the east apartment; he accused himself of being privy to Wenlocks villany, called himself fool and blockhead for being the instrument of his malignant disposition, and asked pardon of his uncle for concealing it so long. The Baron called upon Wenlock to reply to the charge; who, instead of answering, flew into a passion, raged, swore, threatened, and finally denied every thing. The witnesses persisted in their assertions. Markham desired leave to make known the reason why they were all afraid of him. He gives it out, said he, that he is to be my lords soninlaw; and they, supposing him to stand first in his favour, are afraid of his displeasure. I hope, said the Baron, I shall not be at such a loss for a soninlaw, as to make choice of such a one as him; he never but once hinted at such a thing, and then I gave him no encouragement. I have long seen there was something very wrong in him; but I did not believe he was of so wicked a disposition; It is no wonder that princes should be so frequently deceived, when I, a private man, could be so much imposed upon within the circle of my own family. What think you, son Robert? I, sir, have been much more imposed on; and I take shame to myself on the occasion. Enough, my son, said the Baron; a generous confession is only a proof of growing wisdom. You are now sensible, that the best of us are liable to imposition. The artifices of this unworthy kinsman have set us at variance with each other, and driven away an excellent youth from this house, to go I know not whither; but he shall no longer triumph in his wickedness; he shall feel what it is to be banished from the house of his protector. He shall set out for his mothers this very day; I will write to her in such a manner as shall inform her that he has offended me, without particularising the nature of his faults; I will give him an opportunity of recovering his credit with his own family, and this shall be my security against his doing further mischief. May he repent, and be forgiven. Markham deserves punishment, but not in the same degree. I confess it, said he, and will submit to whatever your lordship shall enjoin. You shall only be banished for a time, but he for ever. I will send you abroad on a business that shall put you in a way to do credit to yourself, and service to me. Son Robert, have you any objection to my sentence? My Lord, said he, I have great reason to distrust myself; I am sensible of my own weakness, and your superior wisdom, as well as goodness; and I will henceforward submit to you in all things. The Baron ordered two of his servants to pack up Wenlocks clothes and necessaries, and to set out with him that very day; he bade some others keep an eye upon him lest he should escape; As soon as they were ready, my Lord wished him a good journey, and gave him a letter for his mother. He departed without saying a word, in a sullen kind of resentment, but his countenance shewed the inward agitations of his mind. As soon as he was gone, every mouth was opened against him; a thousand stories came out that they never heard before; The Baron and his sons were astonished that he should go on so long without detection. My lord sighed deeply at the thoughts of Edmunds expulsion, and ardently wished to know what was become of him. Sir Robert took the opportunity of coming to an explanation with his brother William; he took shame to himself for some part of his past behaviour. Mr. William owned his affection to Edmund, and justified it by his merit and attachment to him, which were such that he was certain no time or distance could alter them. He accepted his brothers acknowledgement, as a full amends for all that had passed, and begged that henceforward an entire love and confidence might ever subsist between them. These new regulations restored peace, confidence, and harmony, in the Castle of Lovel. At length, the day arrived for the combatants to meet. The Lord Graham, with twelve followers gentlemen, and twelve servants, was ready at the dawn of day to receive them. The first that entered the field, was Sir Philip Harclay, knight, armed completely, excepting his headpiece; Hugh Rugby, his esquire, bearing his lance; John Barnard, his page, carrying his helmet and spurs; and two servants in his proper livery. The next came Edmund, the heir of Lovel, followed by his servant John Wyatt; Zadisky, followed by his servant. At a short distance came the Lord Clifford, as judge of the field, with his esquire, two pages, and two liveryservants; followed by his eldest son, his nephew, and a gentleman his friend, each attended by one servant; He also brought a surgeon of note to take care of the wounded. The Lord Graham saluted them; and, by his order, they took their places without the lists, and the trumpet sounded for the challenger. It was answered by the defendant, who soon after appeared, attended by three gentlemen his friends, with each one servant, beside his own proper attendants. A place was erected for the Lord Clifford, as judge of the field; he desired Lord Graham would share the office, who accepted it, on condition that the combatants should make no objection, and they agreed to it with the greatest courtesy and respect. They consulted together on many points of honour and ceremony between the two combatants. They appointed a marshal of the field, and other inferior officers, usually employed on these occasions. The Lord Graham sent the marshal for the challenger, desiring him to declare the cause of his quarrel before his enemy. Sir Philip Harclay then advanced, and thus spoke I, Philip Harclay, knight, challenge Walter, commonly called Lord Lovel, as a base, treacherous, and bloody man, who, by his wicked arts and devices, did kill, or cause to be killed, his kinsman, Arthur Lord Lovel, my dear and noble friend. I am called upon, in an extraordinary manner, to revenge his death; and I will prove the truth of what I have affirmed at the peril of my life. Lord Graham then bade the defendant answer to the charge. Lord Lovel stood forth before his followers, and thus replied I, Walter, Baron of Lovel, do deny the charge against me, and affirm it to be a base, false, and malicious accusation of this Sir Philip Harclay, which I believe to be invented by himself, or else framed by some enemy, and told to him for wicked ends; but, be that as it may, I will maintain my own honour, and prove him to be a false traitor, at the hazard of my own life, and to the punishment of his presumption. Then said the Lord Graham, will not this quarrel admit of arbitration? No, replied Sir Philip; when I have justified this charge, I have more to bring against him. I trust in God and the justice of my cause, and defy that traitor to the death! Lord Clifford then spoke a few words to Lord Graham, who immediately called to the marshal, and bade him open the lists, and deliver their weapons to the combatants. While the marshal was arranging the combatants and their followers, Edmund approached his friend and patron; he put one knee to the ground, he embraced his knees with the strongest emotions of grief and anxiety. He was dressed in complete armour, with his visor down; his device was a hawthorn, with a graft of the rose upon it, the mottoThis is not my true parent; but Sir Philip bade him take these wordsE fructu arbor cognoscitur. Sir Philip embraced the youth with strong marks of affection. Be composed, my child! said he; I have neither guilt, fear, nor doubt in me; I am so certain of success, that I bid you be prepared for the consequence.