Rushbrook bowed. “Go, leave the room, Sir.” He instantly obeyed. Then Sandford, turning to Lord Elmwood, shook him by the hand, and cried, “My Lord, I thank you—I thank you very kindly, my Lord—I shall now begin to think I have some weight with you.” “You might indeed think so, did you know how much I have pardoned.” “What was his offence, my Lord?” “Such as I would not have forgiven you, or any earthly being besides himself—but while you were speaking in his behalf, I recollected there was a gratitude so extraordinary in the hazards he ran, that almost made him pardonable.” “I guess the subject then,” cried Sandford; and yet I could not have supposed”—— “It is a subject we cannot speak on, Sandford, therefore let us drop it.” At these words the discourse concluded. CHAPTER IV. To the relief of Rushbrook, Lord Elmwood that day dined from home, and he had not the confusion to see him again till the evening. Previous to this, Sandford and he met at dinner; but as the attendants were present, nothing passed on either side respecting the incident in the morning. Rushbrook, from the peril which had so lately threatened him, was now in his perfectly cool, and dispassionate senses; and notwithstanding the real tenderness which he bore to the daughter of his benefactor, he was not insensible to the comfort of finding himself, once more in the possession of all those enjoyments he had forfeited, and for a moment lost. As he reflected on this, to Sandford he felt the first tie of acknowledgement—but for his compassion, he knew he should have been at that very time of their meeting at dinner, away from Elmwood House for ever; and bearing on his mind a still more painful recollection, the burthen of his kind patron’s continual displeasure. Filled with these thoughts, all the time of dinner, he could scarce look at his companion, without tears of gratitude; and whenever he attempted to speak to him, gratitude choaked his utterance. Sandford, on his part, behaved just the same as ever; and to show he did not wish to remind Rushbrook of what he had done, he was just as uncivil as ever. Among other things, he said, “He did not know Lord Elmwood dined from home, for if he had, he should have dined in his own apartment.” Rushbrook was still more obliged to him for all this; and the weight of obligations with which he was oppressed, made him long for an opportunity to relieve himself by expressions. As soon, therefore, as the servants were all withdrawn, he began: “Mr. Sandford, whatever has been your opinion of _me_, I take pride to myself, that in my sentiments towards _you_, I have always distinguished you for that humane, disinterested character, you have this day proved.” “Humane, and disinterested,” replied Sandford, “are flattering epithets indeed, for an old man going out of the world, and who can have no temptation to be otherwise.” “Then suffer me to call your actions generous and compassionate, for they have saved me——”