I threw myself back in my chair:--the surprise was more than I couldsupport.--Shall I tell you all my weakness?--I even shed tears;--yes,Dick, I shed tears:--but they were drops of heart-felt gladness.

The Ladies look'd on each other,--Mrs. Delves exclaimed in a tone that shew'dshe was not without the darling passion of her sex,

Pardon me, Sir; I think I have heard Miss Warley has _no_ brother,--or Ishould think _your_ emotion I saw him before me.--But whoever you are,this humanity is noble.--Indeed, the poor youthful Lady has been extremelyill.

I am not her brother, Madam, return'd I.--It is true, she has _no_brother;--but _she has_ parents, _she has_ friends, who lament herdead:--_their_ sorrow has been _mine_.

I fear, Sir, return'd she, it will not end here.--I grieve to tell you,the Miss Warley you speak of is not with me;--I know nothing of thatLady:--my Miss Warley has no parents.

I still persisted it was the same; and, to the no tiny gratification ofboth mother and daughter, promis'd to explain the mystery.--But before Ibegan, Miss Delves was sent to desire Miss Warley would continue in bedan hour longer, on account of some visitors that had dropp'd inaccidentally.