my weak mind could support.

"'_I will go to my father; how many servants live in my father's
house, and are fed with plenty, while I starve in a foreign
land?_'

"I do not ask a parent's festive rejoicing at her approach--I do
not even ask her father to behold her; but let her live under his
protection. For her grandfather's sake do not refuse this--to the
child of his child, whom he entrusted to your care, do not refuse
it.

"Be her host; I remit the tie of being her parent. Never see
her--but let her sometimes live under the same roof with you.

"It is Miss Milner, your ward, to whom you never refused a
request, who supplicates you--not now for your nephew, Rushbrook,
but for one so much more dear, that a denial----she dares not
suffer her thoughts to glance that way.--She will hope--and in
that hope, bids you farewell, with all the love she ever bore
you.

"Farewell Dorriforth--farewell Lord Elmwood--and before you throw
this letter from you with contempt or anger, cast your
imagination into the grave where I am lying. Reflect upon all the
days of my past life--the anxious moments I have known, and what
has been their end. Behold _me_, also--in my altered face there
is no anxiety--no joy or sorrow--all is over.----My whole frame
is motionless--my heart beats no more. Look at my horrid
habitation, too,--and ask yourself--whether I am an object of
resentment?"

While Lord Elmwood read this letter, it trembled in his hand: he once or
twice wiped the tears from his eyes as he read, and once laid the letter
down for a few minutes. At its conclusion, the tears flowed fast down
his face; but he seemed both ashamed and angry they did, and was going
to throw the paper upon the fire--he however suddenly checked his hand,
and putting it hastily into his pocket, went to bed.

CHAPTER V.

The next morning, when Lord Elmwood and Sandford met at breakfast, the
latter was pale with fear for the success of Lady Elmwood's letter--the
Earl was pale too, but there was besides upon his face, something which
evidently marked he was displeased. Sandford observed it, and was all
humbleness, both in his words and looks, in order to soften him.

As soon as the breakfast was removed, Lord Elmwood drew the letter from
his pocket, and holding it towards Sandford, said,

"That, may be of more value to