When I arrived at my lodgings, which were now in Albemarle-street, for
I had changed them, I found the following note from Miss Wilmot.
'Come to me immediately. I have something to tell you which you little expect.'
Belmont and my chagrin were forgotten in an instant; and away I hurried, brim full of agitation, conjecture, and impatience.
I found Miss Wilmot alone; and her first words were—'Oh, Mr. Trevor! you are a happy man!'
I stood panting, or rather gasping, with hope; and made no reply. She thus continued.
'Miss Mowbray has been here.'
'Good heavens!'
'She has acted like herself. I know not how I shall tell you the story, so as to do her justice.'
'For the love of God, proceed!'
'As nearly as I can recollect her words, she began in this manner.