"But you could not have the heart to deceive me now." "I will read it, and you well know _I_ would not deceive you," cried Solomon Eagle, casting his eye over it--"His lordship has avouched the truth," he continued.

"It is a certificate of your marriage with him, duly signed and attested." "God be thanked," ejaculated Amabel, fervently.

"God be thanked! You have been spared that guilt, and I shall die content." "I trust your life will long be spared," rejoined the earl.

Amabel shook her head.
"There is but one man in this city who could save her," whispered Solomon Eagle, and I doubt even his power to do so.' "Who do you mean ?" cried Rochester, eagerly.
"Doctor Hodges," replied the enthusiast.
"I know him well," cried the earl.

"I will fly to him instantly.