"No, my Lady: the horses went as quiet as lambs to ---- Street, where we stopped while my Lady went into a house, I believe to see a poor family, as her Ladyship does sometimes; and then we went to the poor old blind lady's, that Mrs. Jane says her Lady maintains; and after that we went to another house, where my Lady said she would not alight, and told Mrs. Jane to make haste and get the book, for she would not stop an instant; but I was afraid to turn the carriage with her Ladyship in it, the street being very narrow just there, and a dray standing at the house opposite, for fear the horses should prance a little, which my Lady is always afraid of; and so I begged her just to alight a minute while I turned, which she seemed not to like to do, but the old lady of the house coming out and persuading her, she said she would get out for a minute, and the people staring at her as she stood on the pavement, she went into the house, and I believe something or somebody frightened her, for as I drew up to the door, which was not directly, for the horses were a little unruly, I saw a young man go into the parlour where my Lady was waiting, and a minute after, I heard Mrs. Jane scream; and I was going in, and so was James, but just as I was getting off my box, and Richard was standing at the head of the horses, my Lord came up, and afterwards I found my Lady had fainted away." "Then your Lady had only been there a short time?" "Not above ten minutes I am sure, Madam, and as Mrs. Jane screamed when the gentleman went into the parlour, I think he must have frightened her." "Very well, John: I was afraid it was the horses, and if so, Lady St. Aubyn should never have gone with them again." "Oh, no, my Lady, the horses are quiet enough, poor things, only that narrow street made me think my Lady had better alight." The man then retired, and Lady Juliana said:--"Well, St. Aubyn, are you now satisfied?" "Not quite; all this might have been contrivance and art." "How is it possible you can think so! Did you ever see the slightest trace of either in Ellen?" "Yes, to-day. Why did she tell me Laura was going with her? Why conceal where she was going?" "Laura lamented just now not having gone out with Ellen, as she requested on account of a bad head-ache: as to Ellen's not telling you where she was going, that arose from a fear lest you should prevent, what, with the natural impatience of youth, she had set her heart upon. But if you still doubt, let us inquire of this woman, this Mrs.----what's her name?--the mistress of the house where you lodged: she can tell what Lady St. Aubyn's errand was there, and why she alighted." "Good God! Madam," said St. Aubyn, peevishly, "would you have me go about collecting evidences whether I ought to believe my wife blameless, or the most deceitful of women?"