“Alick, I dare not leave you, in your present state of mind. Even if we were not cousins, we are still countrymen! Consider me your sincere friend, and take me with you in this crisis of your affairs,” pleaded Dick again, gently essaying to restrain the infuriated man. “No! leave me alone, I say, Hammond! for your own good, take care of yourself and don’t interfere with a desperate man!” cried Alexander, breaking loose. A hansom-cab was passing at the moment. “Cab!” cried Alexander, seeing that it was empty. The hansom pulled up, and Alexander threw himself into it, and was gone before Dick could prevent him. “I must get another, and follow him if possible,” said Mr. Hammond, making the best of his way to the nearest cab-stand. Meanwhile, General Lyon, Anna, and Drusilla returned to their lodgings. General Lyon, after a few moments of gay bantering of Drusilla upon her social triumphs of the evening, went to rest. Drusilla, as soon as she was free, hurried to her own room, to look after her little son. Lenny was sleeping very quietly in his crib, beside his mother’s bed; although, indeed, as the first beams of the morning sun were now glinting through the crevices of the window-blinds, it was almost time for Master Lenny to wake up for his morning bath and airing. And now what did the queen of the ball do? Tearing off her jeweled wreath of spring flowers, and throwing aside her gems, she cast herself down upon her child’s bed and burst into a passion of tears, and wept and sobbed as if her heart would break. It was not her sobs or tears that awakened little Lenny. They were too silent even in their vehemence to disturb the child’s serene rest. It was probably his hour to wake. He opened his eyes, and, seeing his mother in so much grief and believing from his brief experience that nothing but his own naughtiness ever grieved “Doosa,” he put his arms around her neck, and said; “Don’t ky, Doosa—don’t ky! ’deed Lenny be dood boy!” “Oh, Lenny, Lenny! love me, or my heart will break!” she cried, gathering the child to her bosom and pressing him there. “Lenny do love—don’t ky! ’deed Lenny be dood boy—’deed Lenny will!” said the child, kissing and hugging her fondly. “My darling child, you are the only comfort I have in this world,” she sobbed, as she squeezed him to her bosom and covered him with kisses. “Hey-day! There, I knew it! and that is the reason I came in,” said a voice in the open doorway. Drusilla looked up and saw Anna standing there. “I was on my way to my own room, but found your door ajar, so I took the liberty to look in,” said Mrs. Hammond. “Come in, dear Anna. But I should think you would be tired enough to hurry off to bed.” “No, not yet; I haven’t get over the excitement of witnessing your success, Drusa. And I have so much to say about it before I can sleep. And besides Dick hasn’t got in yet.” “Are you uneasy about him, Anna?” sympathetically inquired Drusilla.