morning respecting her father. Mrs. Seymour spoke but little to her, she seemed unequal to the task imposed upon her by others, of telling Calantha that which she knew would cause her pain. She was dreadfully agitated, and, holding her niece's hand, seemed desirous she should not leave her for any length of time.
Towards noon, Calantha went out for a few moments, and near the Elm wood met Glenarvon. "Oh, for Heaven's sake," she cried, "do not come here: some one may see you."—"And if they do," he said calmly, "what of that?"—"I cannot stay now:—for your sake I cannot:—meet me to-night."—"Where? How?"—"At the Chapel."—"At what hour?"—"At twelve."—"That is too early."—"At three."—"I dare not come."—"Then farewell."—"Glenarvon!" He turned back. "I cannot be thus trifled with," he said. "You have given yourself to me: I was not prepared for this wavering and caprice."—"Oh, you know not what
