[Footnote 1: "Alas, for man! said the pitying spirit, Dearly you pay for your primal fall! Some flowers of Eden you still inherit, But the trail of the serpent is over them all." _Paradise and the Peri_.] CHAPTER XXXIV Neville returned home--he paused at the drawing-room door--a slight noise indicated that his father was within--his hand was on the lock, but he retreated; he would not intrude uncalled for--he wandered through the dark, empty rooms, till a bell rang. Sir Boyvill inquired for him--he hurried into his presence--he devoured the expression of his countenance with his eyes, trying to read the thought within. Sir Boyvill's face was usually stamped with an unvarying expression of cold self-possession, mingled with sarcasm. These feelings were now at their height--his aged countenance, withered and deep lined, was admirably calculated to depict the concentrated, disdain that sat upon his lips and elevated his brows. He pointed to the papers before him, and said in a composed, yet hollow voice, "Take these away--read, for it is necessary you should--the amplified confession of the murderer." Gerard's blood ran cold. "Yet why call it a confession," continued Sir Boyvill, his assumed contempt rising into angry scorn; "from the beginning to the end it is a lie. He would varnish over his unparalleled guilt--he would shelter himself from its punishment, but in vain. Read, Gerard--read and be satisfied. I have wronged your mother--she was innocent--murdered. Be assured that her vindication shall be heard as loudly as her accusation, and that her destroyer shall die to expiate her death." "Be that my task," said Gerard, trembling and pale from the conflict of passion; "I take the office of vengeance on myself--I will meet Mr. Falkner." "Ha! you think of a duel!" cried his father. "Remember your promise, young man--I hold you strictly to it--you do nothing without first communicating with me. You must read these papers before you decide; I have decided--be not afraid, I shall not forestall your purpose, I will not challenge the murderer: but, in return for this pledge, give me your word that you have no communication with the villain till you see me again. I will not balk you of your revenge, be sure of that; but you must see me first." "I promise," said Gerard. "And one word more," continued Sir Boyvill; "is there any possibility of this man's escape? Is he wrapped in the security which his lie affords, or has he even now fled beyond our vengeance?" "Be his crimes what they may," replied Neville, "I believe him to entertain a delicate sense of worldly honour. He has promised to remain in his home till he hears from me. He doubtless expects to be challenged, and I verily believe desires to die. I feel convinced that the idea of flight has not crossed his mind."