It was in vain for them to dissemble their design, which could not now take effect.

They gave up their pistols, and a reconciliation was patched up by the pressing remonstrances of their common friends; but Mr.Darnel's hatred still rankled at bottom, and soon broke out in the sequel.

About three months after this transaction, his niece Aurelia, with her mother, having been to visit a lady in the chariot, the horses being young, and not used to the traces, were startled at the braying of a jackass on the common, and, taking fright, ran away with the carriage, like lightning.

The coachman was thrown from the box, and the ladies screamed piteously for help.

Mr.
Greaves chanced to be a-horseback on the other side of an enclosure, when he heard their shrieks; and riding up the hedge, knew the chariot, and saw their disaster.