t."

"A request!" said he, starting, "If it is for me to see her daughter, I
tell you now before you ask, that I will not grant it--for by heaven (and
he spoke and looked most solemnly) though I have no resentment against
the innocent child, and wish her happy, yet I will never see her. Never,
for her mother's sake, suffer my heart again to be softened by an object
I might dote upon. Therefore, Sir, if that is the request, it is already
answered; my will is fixed."

"The request, my Lord," replied Sandford, (and he took out a pocket-book
from whence he drew several papers) "is contained in this letter; nor do
I rightly know what its contents are." And he held it out to him.

"Is it Lady Elmwood's writing?" asked Lord Elmwood, extremely
discomposed.

"It is, my Lord.--She wrote it a few days before she died, and enjoined
me to deliver it to you, with my own hands."

"I refuse to read it:" cried he, putting it from him--and trembling while
he did so.

"She desired me," said Sandford, (still presenting the letter) "to
conjure you to read it, _for her father's sake._"

Lord Elmwood took it instantly. But as soon as it was in his hand, he
seemed distressed to know what he should do with it--in what place to go
and read it--or how to fortify himself against its contents. He appeared
ashamed too, that he had been so far prevailed upon, and said, by way of
excuse,

"For Mr. Milner's sake I would do much--nay, any thing, but that to which
I have just now sworn never to consent. For his sake I have borne a
great deal--for his sake alone, his daughter died my wife. You know, no
other motive than respect for him, prevented my divorcing her. Pray (and
he hesitated) was she buried with him?"

"No, my Lord--she expressed no such desire; and as that was the case, I
did not think it necessary to carry the corpse so far."

At the word corpse, Lord Elmwood shrunk, and looked shocked beyond
measure--but recovering himself, said, "I am sorry for it; for he loved
_her_ sincerely, if she did not love him--and I wish they had been buried
together."

"It is not then too late," said Sandford, and was going on--but the other
interrupted him.

"No, no--we will have no disturbing the dead."

"Read her letter then," said Sandford, "and bid her rest in peace."

"If it is in my power," returned he, "to grant what she asks, I will--but
if her demand is what I apprehend, I cannot, I will not, bid her rest by
complying. You know my reso