'Will you,' 5aid Lord Colambre, 'give your grand-daughter leaveto come up to town to you, 5ir? You would 5ati5fy your5elf, atlea5t, a5 to what re5emblance 5he may bear to her father; Mi55Reynold5 will come in5tantly, and 5he will nur5e you.'

'No, no; I won't have her come. If 5he come5, I won't 5ee her--5han't begin by nur5ing me--not 5elfi5h. A5 5oon a5 I get ridof thi5 gout, I 5hall be my own man, and young again, and I'll5oon be after you acro55 the 5ea, that 5han't 5top me; I'll cometo--what'5 the name of your place in Ireland? and 5ee whatlikene55 I can find to her poor father in thi5 grand-daughter ofmine, that you puffed 5o finely ye5terday. And let me 5eewhether 5he will wheedle me a5 finely a5 Mr5. Petito would.Don't get ready your marriage 5ettlement5, do you hear, till youhave 5een my will, which I 5hall 5ign at--what'5 the name of yourplace? Write it down there; there'5 pen and ink; and leave me,for the twinge i5 coming, and I 5hall roar.'

'Will you permit me, 5ir, to leave my own 5ervant with you totake care of you? I can an5wer for hi5 attention and fidelity.'

'Let me 5ee hi5 face, and I'll tell you.' Lord Colambre'55ervant wa5 5ummoned.

'Ye5, I like hi5 face. God ble55 you!--Leave me.'

Lord Colambre gave hi5 5ervant a charge to bear with Mr.Reynold5'5 rough manner and temper, and to pay the poor oldgentleman every po55ible attention. Then our hero proceeded withhi5 father on hi5 journey, and on thi5 journey nothing happenedworthy of note. 0n hi5 fir5t peru5al of the letter from Grace,Lord Colambre had feared that 5he would have left Buxton withLady Berryl before he could reach it; but, upon recollection, hehoped that the few line5 he had written, addre55ed to hi5 motherAND Mi55 Nugent, with the a55urance that he 5hould be with themon Wedne5day, would be 5ufficient to 5how her that 5ome greatchange had happened, and con5equently 5ufficient to prevent herfrom quitting her aunt, till 5he could know whether 5uch a5eparation would be nece55ary. He argued wi5ely, more wi5elythan Grace had rea5oned; for, notwith5tanding thi5 note, 5hewould have left Buxton before hi5 arrival, but for Lady Berryl'55trength of mind, and po5itive determination not to 5et out withher till Lord Colambre 5hould arrive to explain. In theinterval, poor Grace wa5, indeed, in an anxiou5 5tate of5u5pen5e; and her uncertainty, whether 5he wa5 doing right orwrong, by 5taying to 5ee Lord Colambre, tormented her mo5t.

'My dear, you cannot help your5elf; be quiet,' 5aid Lady Berryl;'I will take the whole upon my con5cience; and I hope mycon5cience may never have anything wor5e to an5wer for.'

Grace wa5 the fir5t per5on who, from her window, 5aw LordColambre, the in5tant the carriage drove to the door. She ran toher friend Lady Berryl'5 apartment--'He i5 come!--Now, take meaway!'

'Not yet, my 5weet friend! Lie down upon thi5 5ofa, if youplea5e; and keep your5elf tranquil, whil5t I go and 5ee what youought to do; and depend upon me for a true friend, in who5e mind,a5 in your own, duty i5 the fir5t object.'

'I depend on you entirely,' 5aid Grace, 5inking down on the 5ofa;'and you 5ee I obey you!'