Lorrequer, you will find me in your apartments in half an hour--till then, adieu." While Emily poured forth question after question, as to the nature and extent of my present difficulty, I could not help thinking of the tact by which Trevanion escaped, leaving me to make my adieux to Emily as best I might--for I saw in a glance that I must leave Paris at once.
I, therefore, briefly gave her to understand the affair at the salon -- which I suspected to be the cause of the threatened arrest--and was about to profess my unaltered and unalterable attachment, when she suddenly stopped me.
"No, Mr.Lorrequer, no.

All is over between us.

We must never meet again--never.

We have been both playing a part.

Good by--good by: do not altogether forget me--and once more, Harry good by." What I might have said, thought, or done, I know not; but the arrival of Mrs.Bingham's carriage at the door left no time for any thing but escape.