'Yes, I will go! since my stay can only encrease the pain of that generous and sensible heart. I will go--but not to rest!--I cannot rest! But do you try, most amiable creature! to obtain some repose--Try, I beseech you, to recover your spirits, which have been so greatly hurried.' He knew not what he said; and was hastening out of the room, when Emmeline, recollecting how ardently Lady Adelina had desired the concealment of her name and family, stopped him as he was quitting her. 'Yet one thing, Captain Godolphin, allow me to entreat of you?' 'What can I refuse you?' answered he, returning. 'Only--are you known at Bath?' 'Probably I may. It is above three years since I was in England, and much longer since I have been here. But undoubtedly some one or other will know me.' 'Then do indulge me in one request. See as few people as you can; and if you accidentally meet any of your friends, do not say that Lady Adelina is here.' 'Not meet any one if I can avoid it!--and if I do, not speak of my sister! And why is all this?--why this concealment, this mystery?--why--' Emmeline, absolutely overcome, sat down without speaking. Godolphin, seeing her uneasiness, said-- 'But I will not distress _you_, Madam, by farther questions. Your commands shall be sufficient. I will stifle my anxiety and obey you.' Then bowing respectfully, he added--'To-morrow, at as early an hour as I dare hope for admittance, I shall be at the door. Heaven bless and reward the fair and gentle Miss Mowbray--and may it have mercy on my poor Adelina!'--He sighed deeply, and left the house. Lady Adelina, tho' not so entirely insensible, was yet but little amended. But as what alteration there was, was for the better, Emmeline endeavoured to recall her own agitated and dissipated spirits. The extraordinary scene which had just passed, was still present to her imagination; the last words of Godolphin, still vibrated in her ears. 'Fair and gentle Miss Mowbray!' repeated she. 'He knows my name; yet seems ignorant of every thing that relates to his sister!' Her astonishment at this circumstance was succeeded by reflecting on the unpleasant task she must have if Mr. Godolphin should again enquire into her first acquaintance with his sister. To relate to him the melancholy story she had heard, would, she found, be an undertaking to which she was wholly unequal; and she was equally averse to the invention of a plausible falsehood. From this painful apprehension she meditated how to extricate herself; but the longer she thought of it, the more she despaired of it. The terrors of such a conversation hourly augmented; and wholly and for ever to escape from it, she sometimes determined to write. But from executing that design, was withheld by considering that if Godolphin was of a fiery and impetuous temper, he would probably, without reflection or delay, fly to vengeance, and precipitate every evil which Lady Adelina dreaded.