Produced by Iona Vaughan, woodie4, Mark Akrigg and the Online Distributed Proofreading Canada Team at http://www.pgdpcanada.net (This file was produced from images generously made available by The Internet Archive/American Libraries.) THE TENANTS OF MALORY. (Reprinted from the "Dublin University Magazine.") THE TENANTS OF MALORY. A Novel. by JOSEPH SHERIDAN LE FANU, AUTHOR OF "UNCLE SILAS," "GUY DEVERELL," "THE HOUSE BY THE CHURCHYARD," ETC. ETC. IN THREE VOLUMES. VOL. III. LONDON: TINSLEY BROTHERS, 18, CATHERINE ST., STRAND. 1867. [_The Right of Translation is reserved._] LONDON: BRADBURY, EVANS, AND CO., PRINTERS, WHITEFRIARS. CONTENTS. CHAP. PAGE I.--A LARK 1 II.--A NEW VOICE 13 III.--CLEVE COMES 25 IV.--LOVE'S REMORSE 36 V.--MRS. MERVYN'S DREAM 49 VI.--TOM HAS A "TALK" WITH THE ADMIRAL 63 VII.--ARCADIAN RED BRICK, LILAC, AND LABURNUM 74 VIII.--THE TRIUMVIRATE 84 IX.--IN VERNEY HOUSE 102 X.--A THUNDER-STORM 113 XI.--THE PALE HORSE 120 XII.--IN WHICH HIS FRIENDS VISIT THE SICK 133 XIII.--MR. DINGWELL THINKS OF AN EXCURSION 152 XIV.--A SURPRISE 164 XV.--CLAY RECTORY BY MOONLIGHT 174 XVI.--AN ALARM 187 XVII.--A NEW LIGHT 200 XVIII.--MR. DINGWELL AND MRS. MERVYN CONVERSE 210 XIX.--THE GREEK MERCHANT SEES LORD VERNEY 221 XX.--A BREAK-DOWN 238 XXI.--MR. LARKIN'S TWO MOVES 251 XXII.--CONCLUSION 264 THE TENANTS OF MALORY. CHAPTER I. A LARK. "THERE'S some 'Old Tom,' isn't there? Get it, and glasses and cold water, _here_," said Cleve to his servant, who, patient, polite, sleepy, awaited his master. "You used to like it--and here are cigars;" and he shook out a shower upon his drawing-room table cover. "And where did you want to go at this time of night?" "To Wright's, to see the end of the great game of billiards--Seller and Culverin, you know; I've two pounds on it." "I don't care if I go with you, just now. What's this?--When the devil did this come?" Cleve had picked up and at one pale glance read a little note that lay on the table; and then he repeated coolly enough-- "I say, when did this come?" "Before one, sir, I think," said Shepperd. "Get me my coat," and Shepperd disappeared.