by man or demon. I will bring her to this house as to a home; and
let the Double come if it will! A company of godly divines shall
give it the meeting, and we will try issue."

The kindly, brave old man! But Father Bernard sat on musing.

"All hate," said he, "cannot be quenched in her heart; all Christian
forgiveness cannot have entered into her soul, or the demon would
have lost its power. You said, I think, that her grandchild was
still tormented?"

"Still tormented!" I replied, sadly, thinking of Mistress Clarke's
last letter--He rose to go. We afterwards heard that the occasion of
his coming to London was a secret political mission on behalf of the
Jacobites. Nevertheless, he was a good and a wise man.

Months and months passed away without any change. Lucy entreated my
uncle to leave her where she was,--dreading, as I learnt, lest if she
came, with her fearful companion, to dwell in the same house with me,
that my love could not stand the repeated shocks to which I should be
doomed. And this she thought from no distrust of the strength of my
affection, but from a kind of pitying sympathy for the terror to the
nerves which she clearly observed that the demoniac visitation caused
in all.

I was restless and miserable. I devoted myself to good works; but I
performed them from no spirit of love, but solely from the hope of
reward and payment, and so the reward was never granted. At length,
I asked my uncle's leave to travel; and I went forth, a wanderer,
with no distincter end than that of many another wanderer--to get