The ring was of the size for a lady's finger, and Aurelia durst ask
no more.

How the letter was sent she knew not, but Mrs. Aylward was summoned
to Mr. Belamour's room, and desired to have a room ready at any time
for his friend.

Three days later, towards sunset, a substantial-looking clergyman,
attended by two servants, rode up to the door; and was immediately
appropriated by Jumbo, disappearing into the mysterious apartments;
Aurelia expected no summons that night, but at the usual hour, the
negro brought a special request for the honour of her society; and
as she entered the dark room, Mr. Belamour said, "My fair and
charitable visitor will permit me to present to her my old and
valued friend, Dr. Godfrey." He laid the hand he had taken on one
that returned a little gentlemanly acknowledgment, while a kind
fatherly voice said, "The lady must pardon me if I do not venture
to hand her to her chair."

"Thank you, sir, I am close to my seat."

"Your visitors acquire blind eyes, Belamour," said Dr. Godfrey,
cheerfully.

"More truly they become eyes to the blind," was the answer. "I feel
myself a man of the world again, since this amiable young lady has
conned the papers on my behalf, and given herself the trouble of
learning the choicest passages of the poets to repeat to me."

"You are very good, sir," returned Aurelia; "it is my great pleasure."