“Poor boy! This is really too bad. He cannot stand anything of that kind, I am sure. Those servants!” “Oh! I hope we shall soon get him too well to be frightened at anything. Are these places said to be haunted by any particular ghost?” “Yes. By Lady Euphrasia—Rubbish!” Had Hugh possessed a yet keener perception of resemblance, he would have seen that the phantom-likeness which haunted him in the portrait of Euphrasia Halkar, was that of Euphrasia Cameron—by his side all the time. But the mere difference of complexion was sufficient to throw him out—insignificant difference as that is, beside the correspondence of features and their relations. Euphra herself was perfectly aware of the likeness, but had no wish that Hugh should discover it. As if the likeness, however, had been dimly identified by the unconscious part of his being, he sat in one corner of the library sofa, with his eyes fixed on the face of Euphra, as she sat in the other. Presently he was made aware of his unintentional rudeness, by seeing her turn pale as death, and sink back in the sofa. In a moment she started up, and began pacing about the room, rubbing her eyes and temples. He was bewildered and alarmed. “Miss Cameron, are you ill?” he exclaimed. She gave a kind of half-hysterical laugh, and said: “No—nothing worth speaking of. I felt a little faint, that was all. I am better now.” She turned full towards him, and seemed to try to look all right; but there was a kind of film over the clearness of her black eyes. “I fear you have headache.” “A little, but it is nothing. I will go and lie down.” “Do, pray; else you will not be well enough to appear at dinner.” She retired, and Hugh joined Hairy. Euphra had another glass of claret with her uncle that evening, in order to give her report of the morning’s ride. “Really, there is not much to be afraid of, uncle. He takes very good care of Harry. To be sure, I had occasion several times to check him a little; but he has this good quality in addition to a considerable aptitude for teaching, that he perceives a hint, and takes it at once.” Knowing her uncle’s formality, and preference for precise and judicial modes of expression, Euphra modelled her phrase to his mind.