I understood, however, that Blanche loved me; and I am now, dear
reader, Sir Terence Sackville, K. C. B., and Lady Blanche is Lady
Sackville.



SELINA SEDILIA.

BY MISS M. E. B--DD--N AND MRS. H--N--Y W--D.


CHAPTER I.


The sun was setting over Sloperton Grange, and reddened the window
of the lonely chamber in the western tower, supposed to be haunted
by Sir Edward Sedilia, the founder of the Grange. In the dreamy
distance arose the gilded mausoleum of Lady Felicia Sedilia, who
haunted that portion of Sedilia Manor, known as "Stiff-uns Acre."
A little to the left of the Grange might have been seen a
mouldering ruin, known as "Guy's Keep," haunted by the spirit of
Sir Guy Sedilia, who was found, one morning, crushed by one of the
fallen battlements. Yet, as the setting sun gilded these objects,
a beautiful and almost holy calm seemed diffused about the Grange.

The Lady Selina sat by an oriel window, overlooking the park. The
sun sank gently in the bosom of the German Ocean, and yet the lady
did not lift her beautiful head from the finely curved arm and
diminutive hand which supported it. When darkness finally shrouded