"Not that my uncle doubts our nephew's steadiness in despising the follies of Duke Wharton;" said Mrs. Coningsby, addressing their guest; "but no engagements ought to be broken with impunity." "Pardon me, madam," returned the Marquis, "if I say that we should cruelly betray our young people, if we did not so far doubt their steadiness, as always to do our utmost to withdraw them from every separate temptation to vice or folly?--I hold it as great a sin to rush unnecessarily into occasions of moral contest, as to fall by the temptation when it comes unsought. Man should neither tempt himself, nor suffer others to be tempted, when he can put in a prevention. I am, therefore, thoroughly of Mr. Athelstone's opinion, not to allow Mr. de Montemar to remain an hour that he can prevent, within the influence of the Duke of Wharton." The Pastor was roused from anxious meditation, by the last remark of Santa Cruz. And as Mrs. Coningsby soon after left the room, he put his hand upon the arm of the Marquis, and conducting him by a side door into his library; "My good Lord," said he, "your observations are so just; that, as I may appear to have acted inconsistently with what I conscientiously approve, by having permitted my nephew to go at all where he is liable to meet the Duke; you must allow me to explain the peculiar circumstances which compelled my assent." "I shall be glad, reverend Sir," returned the Marquis, taking a seat, "to hear what can be urged in defence of subjecting the waxen nature of youth to the impressions of perverting society. By painful experience, I know the trial to be perilous."--The last sentence was followed by a sudden coldness in his air towards the Pastor, which passed unfelt, because it was unobserved. Unconscious of what really actuated the remarks of his auditor, with a benign smile Mr. Athelstone resumed.-- "Your Lordship must indulge me with listening to a little family history, as a preliminary to my apology?--else, I know not how to make you perfectly understand my situation with regard to my nephew Sir Anthony Athelstone." The Marquis bowed, and Mr. Athelstone proceeded.--