effaced,--an evil name maybe redeemed,--the past is not set and sealed,
without the power of revoking what has been written. If I can win the
right of meriting your mercy, I will throw myself on it without reserve;
till then, or till death, you will see me no more!"

He dropped on his knee, left his kiss and his tears upon Lucy's cold
hand; the next moment she heard his step on the stairs, the door closed
heavily and jarringly upon him, and Lucy felt one bitter pang, and, for
some time at least, she felt no more!




CHAPTER XXXI.

Many things fall between the cup and the lip!
Your man does please me
With his conceit.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Comes Chanon Hugh accoutred as you see
Disguised!
And thus am I to gull the constable?
Now have among you for a man at arms.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
High-constable was more, though
He laid Dick Tator by the heels.
BEN JONSON--Tale of a Tub.

Meanwhile Clifford strode rapidly through the streets which surrounded
the judge's house, and turning to an obscurer quartier of the town,