I stand here in no doubtful or ambiguous character--I offer not the mere name of a husband--propose to you not a humble lot of obscurity and hardship, with fears for the past and doubts for the future; yet there _was_ a time when to a suit like this you could listen favourably .-- I stand high among the nobles of the country, and offer you, as my bride, your share in my honours, and in the wealth which becomes them .-- Your brother is my friend, and favours my suit.

I will raise from the ground, and once more render illustrious, your ancient house--your motions shall be regulated by your wishes, even by your caprices--I will even carry my self-denial so far, that you shall, should you insist on so severe a measure, have your own residence, your own establishment, and without intrusion on my part, until the most devoted love, the most unceasing attentions, shall make way on your inflexible disposition .-- All this I will consent to for the future--all that is past shall be concealed from the public .-- But mine, Clara Mowbray, you must be." "Never--never!" she said with increasing vehemence.

"I can but repeat a negative, but it shall have all the force of an oath .-- Your rank is nothing to me--your fortune I scorn--my brother has no right, by the law of Scotland, or of nature, to compel my inclinations .-- I detest your treachery, and I scorn the advantage you propose to attain by it .-- Should the law give you my hand, it would but award you that of a corpse." "Alas! Clara," said the Earl, "you do but flutter in the net; but I will urge you no farther, now--there is another encounter before me." He was turning away, when Clara, springing forward, caught him by the arm, and repeated, in a low and impressive voice, the commandment,--"Thou shalt do no murder!" "Fear not any violence," he said, softening his voice, and attempting to take her hand, "but what may flow from your own severity .-- Francis is safe from me, unless you are altogether unreasonable .-- Allow me but what you cannot deny to any friend of your brother, the power of seeing you at times--suspend at least the impetuosity of your dislike to me, and I will, on my part, modify the current of my just and otherwise uncontrollable resentment." Clara, extricating herself, and retreating from him, only replied, "There is a Heaven above us, and THERE shall be judged our actions towards each other! You abuse a power most treacherously obtained--you break a heart that never did you wrong--you seek an alliance with a wretch who only wishes to be wedded to her grave .-- If my brother brings you hither, I cannot help it--and if your coming prevents bloody and unnatural violence, it is so far well .-- But by my consent you come _not_; and, were the choice mine, I would rather be struck with life-long blindness, than that my eyes should again open on your person--rather that my ears were stuffed with the earth of the grave, than that they should again hear your voice!" The Earl of Etherington smiled proudly, and replied, "Even this, madam, I can hear without resentment.

Anxious and careful as you are to deprive your compliance of every grace and of every kindness, I receive the permission to wait on you, as I interpret your words." "Do not so interpret them," she replied; "I do but submit to your presence as an unavoidable evil.

Heaven be my witness, that, were it not to prevent greater and more desperate evil, I would not even so far acquiesce." "Let acquiescence, then, be the word," he said; "and so thankful will I be, even for your acquiescence, Miss Mowbray, that all shall remain private, which I conceive you do not wish to be disclosed; and, unless absolutely compelled to it in self-defence, you may rely, no violence will be resorted to by me in any quarter .-- I relieve you from my presence." So saying, he withdrew from the apartment..