But, exactly the contrary happened from what she had anticipated; that day passed in anxious but vain expectation; and the next—and the next. At length, on the fourth, Reynolds, with a countenance expressive of the share he had taken in the disappointment, put a letter into her hand, with the well-known, well-beloved signature of Fitzhenry. And it did not, this time, merely enclose a printed petition, but was from himself. He said in it, that the unexpected arrival of his friend Mr. Pelham, (the minister at Vienna,) had detained him in town, as he had waited till he could accompany him to Arlingford, which he now hoped he should be able to do in a couple of days. Mr. Moore, his former travelling companion, would also come with him, and they would soon be followed by his cousin, Lady Saville, her husband, and sister. Emmeline had just seen Lady Saville, when she had paid a visit of form to the Benson family, on the match being declared; and on the wedding-day she was present at the ceremony. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ CHAPTER V. As t’other day my hand he seized, My blood with thrilling motion flew: Trembling all o’er, like one ill pleased, Perhaps I from his hold withdrew. T’was fear alone—he read me wrong— Had he retained my hand, ere long He had felt its pressure too. GAY. TWO tedious solitary days were still to be passed before Emmeline expected Fitzhenry at Arlingford. Being secure that she had the house all to herself she felt a strong inclination to go into his room, which she had never yet entered. It would be, she thought, the next best thing to seeing himself. Treading softly, as if fearful he might hear her, she put her hand on the lock—looked round to see if she was observed, and then hastily turned it. The door was locked. The noise she made brought a housemaid out of an adjoining room.—”The door is locked my lady: when my lord went away, he desired the housekeeper to keep the key, but I will step to Mrs. Brown and fetch it, if your ladyship wants any thing.” “Oh no, it is of no consequence,” said Emmeline, colouring deeply, as if detected in some crime.