'At whatever hour you please, Sir—the earlier, however, the more agreeable.'
'At seven o'clock, Sir, I will be with you.'
'If you please; at that hour I will be ready to receive your commands.'
Fitz-Edward then took his hat, and bowing to Emmeline, wished her a good night, and left the room. Starting from her chair, she followed him into the hall, and shut the parlour door after her.
'Fitz-Edward,' cried she, detaining him, and speaking in an half whisper—'Fitz-Edward, hear me! Do you design to kill me?'
'To kill you?' replied he. 'No surely.'
'Then do not go till you have heard me.'
'It is unpleasant to me to stay in Godolphin's house after what has just passed. But as you please.'
She led him into a little breakfast room; and regardless of being without light, shut the door.
'Tell me,' said she, 'before I die with terror—tell me with what intention you come to-morrow?'