essing it？ The result of this expression of gratitude was； to say the least of it； perplexing。
Mrs。 Margery behaved like the Athertons！ She looked astonished to see him and she put precisely the same question： 〃How did you get here？〃 Cosway could only conclude that she was joking。 〃Who should know that； dear lady； better than yourself？〃 he rejoined。 〃I don't understand you；〃 Mrs。 Margery answered； sharply。 After a moment's reflection； Cosway hit on another solution of the mystery。 Visitors were near them； and Mrs。 Margery had made her own private use of one of Mr。 Restall's invitation cards。 She might have serious reasons for pushing caution to its last extreme。 Cosway looked at her significantly。 〃The least I can do is not to be indiscreet；〃 he whispered and left her。
He turned into a side walk； and there he met Adela at last！
It seemed like a fatality。 _She_ looked astonished； and _she_ said： 〃How did you get here？〃 No intrusive visitors were within hearing； this time。 〃My dear！〃 Cosway remonstrated； 〃Mrs。 Margery must have told you； when she sent me my invitation。〃 Adela turned pale。 〃Mrs。 Margery？〃 she repeated。 〃Mrs。 Margery has said nothing to me； Mrs。 Margery detests you。 We must have this cleared up。 No； not nowI must attend to our guests。 Expect a letter； and； for heaven's sake； Edwin； keep out of my father's way。 One of our visitors whom he particularly wished to see has sent an excuseand he is dreadfully angry about it。〃
She left him before Cosway could explain that he and Mr。 Restall had thus far never seen each other。
He wandered away toward the extremity of the grounds； troubled by vague suspicions； hurt at Adela's cold reception of him。 Entering a shrubbery； which seemed intended to screen the grounds； at this point； from a lane outside； he suddenly discovered a pretty little summer…house among the trees。 A stout gentleman； of mature years； was seated alone in this retreat。 He looked up with a frown。 Cosway apologized for disturbing him； and entered into conversation as an act of politeness。
〃A brilliant assembly to…day； sir。〃
The stout gentleman replied by an inarticulate soundsomething between a grunt and a cough。
〃And a splendid house and grounds；〃 Cosway continued。
The stout gentleman repeated the inarticulate sound。
Cosway began to feel amused。 Was this curious old man deaf and dumb？
〃Excuse my entering into conversation；〃 he persisted。 〃I feel like a stranger here。 There are so many people whom I don't know。〃
The stout gentleman suddenly burst into speech。 Cosway had touched a sympathetic fiber at last。
〃There are a good many people here whom _I_ don't know；〃 he said； gruffly。 〃You are one of them。 What's your name？〃
〃My name is Cosway； sir。 What's yours？〃
The stout gentleman rose with fury in his looks。 He burst out with an oath； and added the in tolerable question； already three times repeated by others： 〃How did you get here？〃 The tone was even more offensive than the oath。 〃Your age protects you； sir； 〃 said Cosway； with the loftiest composure。 〃I'm sorry I gave my name to so rude a person。〃
〃Rude？〃 shouted the old gentleman。 〃You want my name in return； I suppose？ You young puppy； you shall have it！ My name is Restall。〃
He turned his back and walked off。 Cosway took the only course now open to him。 He returned to his lodgings。
The next day no letter reached him from Adela。 He went to the postoffice。 No letter was there。 The day wore on to eveningand； with the evening； there appeared a woman who was a stranger to him。 She looked like a servant； and she was the bearer of a mysterious message。
〃Please be at the garden…door that opens on the lane； at ten o'clock to…morrow morning。 Knock three times at the doorand then say 'Adela。' Some one who wishes you well will be alone in the shrubbery； and will let you in。 No； sir！ I am not to take anything； and I am not to say a word more。〃 She spokeand vanished。
Cosway was punctual to his appointment。 He knocked three times； he pronounced Miss Restall's Christian name。 Nothing happened。 He waited a while； and tried again。 This time Adela's voice answered strangely from the shrubbery in tones of surprise： 〃Edwin； is it really you？〃
〃Did you expect any one else？〃 Cosway asked。 〃My darling； your message said ten o'clockand here I am。 〃
The door was suddenly unlocked。
〃I sent no message；〃 said Adela； as they confronted each other on the threshold。
In the silence of utter bewilderment they went together into the summer…house。 At Adela's request； Cosway repeated the message that he had received； and described the woman who had delivered it。 The description applied to no person known to Miss Restall。 〃Mrs。 Margery never sent you the invitation； and I repeat； I never sent you the message。 This meeting has been arranged by some one who knows that I always walk in the shrubbery after breakfast。 There is some underhand work going on〃
Still mentally in search of the enemy who had betrayed them； she checked herself； and considered a little。 〃Is it possible？〃 she began； and paused again。 Her eyes filled with tears。 〃My mind is so completely upset；〃 she said； 〃that I can't think clearly of anything。 Oh； Edwin； we have had a happy dream； and it has come to an end。 My father knows more than we think for。 Some friends of ours are going abroad tomorrowand I am to go with them。 Nothing I can say has the least effect upon my father。 He means to part us foreverand this is his cruel way of doing it！〃
She put her arm round Cosway's neck and lovingly laid her head on his shoulder。 With tenderest kisses they reiterated their vows of eternal fidelity until their voices faltered and failed them。 Cosway filled up the pause by the only useful suggestion which it was now in his power to makehe proposed an elopement。
Adela received this bold solution of the difficulty in which they were placed exactly as thousands of other young ladies have received similar proposals before her time； and after。
She first said positively No。 Cosway persisted。 She began to cry； and asked if he had no respect for her。 Cosway declared that his respect was equal to any sacrifice except the sacrifice of parting with her forever。 He could； and would； if she preferred it； die for her； but while he was alive he must refuse to give her up。 Upon this she shifted her ground。 Did he expect her to go away with him alone？ Certainly not。 Her maid could go with her； or； if her maid was not to be trusted； he would apply to his landlady； and engage 〃a respectable elderly person〃 to attend on her until the day of their marriage。 Would she have some mercy on him； and just consider it？ No： she was afraid to consider it。 Did she prefer misery for the rest of her life？ Never mind _his_ happiness： it was _her_ happiness only that he had in his mind。 Traveling with unsympathetic people； absent from England； no one could say for how long； married； when she did return； to some rich man whom she hatedwould she； could she； contemplate that prospect？ She contemplated it through tears； she contemplated it to an accompaniment of sighs； kisses； and protestationsshe trembled； hesitated； gave way。 At an appointed hour of the coming night； when her father would be in the smoking…room； and Mrs。 Margery would be in bed； Cosway was to knock at the door in the lane once more； leaving time to make all the necessary arrangements in the interval。
The one pressing necessity； under these circumstances； was to guard against the possibility of betrayal and surprise。 Cosway discreetly alluded to the unsolved mysteries of the invitation and the message。 〃Have you taken anybody into our confidence？〃 he asked。
Adela answered with some embarrassment。 〃Only one person；〃 She said〃dear Miss Benshaw。〃
〃Who is Miss Benshaw？〃
〃Don't you really know； Edwin？ She is richer even than papashe has inherited from her late brother one half…share in the great business in the City。 Miss Benshaw is the lady who disappointed papa by not coming to the garden…party。 You remember； dear； how happy we were when we were together at Mr。 Atherton's？ I was very miserable when they took me away。 Miss Benshaw happened to call the next day and she noticed it。 'My dear；' she said （Miss Benshaw is quite an elderly lady now）； 'I am an old maid； who has missed the happiness of her life； through not having had a friend to guide and advise her when she was young。 Are you suffering as I once suffered？' She spoke so nicelyand I was so wretchedthat I really couldn't help it。 I opened my heart to her。〃
Cosway looked grave。 〃Are you sure she is to be trusted？〃 he asked。
〃Perfectly sure。〃
〃Perhaps； my love； she has spoken about us （not meaning any harm） to some friend of hers？ Old ladies are so fond of gossip。 It's just possibledon't you think so？〃
Adela hung her head。
〃I have thought it just possible myself；〃 she admitted。 〃There is plenty of time to call on her to…day。 I will set our doubts at rest before Miss Benshaw goes out for her afternoon drive。〃
On that understanding they parted。
Toward evening Cosway's arrangements for the elopement were completed。 He was eating his solitary dinner when a note was brought to him。 It had been left at the door by a messenger。 The man had gone away without waiting for an answer。 The note ran thus：
〃Miss Benshaw presents her compliments to Mr。 Cosway； and will be obliged if he can call on her at nine o'clock this evening； on business which concerns himself。〃
This invitation was evidently the result of Adela's visit earlier in the day。 Cosway presented himself at the house； troubled by natural emotions of anxiety and suspense。 His reception was not of a nature to compose him。 He was shown into a darkened room。 The one lamp on the table was turned down low； and the little light thus given was still further obscured by a shade。 The corners of the room were in almost absolute darkness。
A voice out of one of the corners addressed him in a whisper：
〃I must beg you to excuse the darkened room。 I am suffering from a severe cold。 My eyes are inflamed； and my throat is so bad that I can only speak in a whisper。 Sit down； sir。 I have got news for you 。〃
〃Not bad news； I hope； ma'am？〃 Cosway ventured to inquire。
〃The worst possible news；〃 said the whispering vo