Clumber chase; or, Love's riddle solved by a royal sphinxA tale of the restoration . ery sentence, and the particularlocality of every word in the manuscript, whichhad had the almost miraculous effect of makingher love him a thousand times better than shehad done before, as every line of it proved him tobe more worthy of her love, as she felt sure itwould also convince her mother that he was. Atlength she locked it up and went to bed, whereshe had only been about a quarter of an hourwhen Phoebe came in to call her. Dont open the shutters, Phoebe ; I have notslept all night. So just shake up my
Clumber chase; or, Love's riddle solved by a royal sphinxA tale of the restoration . ery sentence, and the particularlocality of every word in the manuscript, whichhad had the almost miraculous effect of makingher love him a thousand times better than shehad done before, as every line of it proved him tobe more worthy of her love, as she felt sure itwould also convince her mother that he was. Atlength she locked it up and went to bed, whereshe had only been about a quarter of an hourwhen Phoebe came in to call her. Dont open the shutters, Phoebe ; I have notslept all night. So just shake up my pillowsand bring me my chocolate, and then call me 1670. Clumber Chase, 73 again at three oclock, till when Ill try and sleep,that I may not look tired when my mother comesback. ^ Ah! Im afraid, maam, you caught cold be-ing out so late. And about dinner, maam; atwhat hour will you dine ? *0h! no dinner; I dont want any dinner,and then I shall be able to eat like an aldermanat supper. But bring Diamond and Finettesdinner when you call me at three. VOL. II. 74 Clumber Chase. CHAPTER IV. FROM THE SUBLIME TO THE KIDICULOTJS. OROTHY had slept the sleep of plea-sant dreams for the last seven hours;all her visions had come through theivory gate, for she had been withGilbert the whole time, and he was not going toTangier. No j they had made one of those charm-ing little Utopian arrangements, so easily madeduring the kind, gentle reign of sleep—so impos-sible to realise out of waking dreams. Tor sheand Gilbert had arranged to pass their liveswhere they were, in the Charmille; they hadeach other, and what else did they want ? It istrue, that once, but only for a moment, achange came oer the spirit of her dream. SirAllen had ridden through the Charmille on agigantic black horse; he was in full armour,which was also black studded, and scaled, notwith gold, but with bright red fire ; the plume inhis helmet was not of feathers, but of featheryflames of blue and buff fire; his vizar
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