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  in the house, his eloquence, address and imposing beauty, were cal-

  culated to produce an electric effect . Adrian also, notwithstanding

  his recluse habits and theories, so adverse to the spirit of party, had

  many friends, and they were easily induced to vote for a candidate

  of his selection .

  The Duke of——, and Mr . Ryland, Lord Raymond’s old antago-

  nist, were the other candidates . The Duke was supported by all the

  aristocrats of the republic, who considered him their proper repre-

  sentative . Ryland was the popular candidate; when Lord Raymond

  was first added to the list, his chance of success appeared small. We

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  retired from the debate which had followed on his nomination: we,

  his nominators, mortified; he dispirited to excess. Perdita reproached

  us bitterly . Her expectations had been strongly excited; she had

  urged nothing against our project, on the contrary, she was evidently

  pleased by it; but its evident ill success changed the current of her

  ideas . She felt, that, once awakened, Raymond would never return

  unrepining to Windsor . His habits were unhinged; his restless mind

  roused from its sleep, ambition must now be his companion through

  life; and if he did not succeed in his present attempt, she foresaw

  that unhappiness and cureless discontent would follow . Perhaps her

  own disappointment added a sting to her thoughts and words; she

  did not spare us, and our own reflections added to our disquietude.

  It was necessary to follow up our nomination, and to persuade

  Raymond to present himself to the electors on the following eve-

  ning . For a long time he was obstinate . He would embark in a bal-

  loon; he would sail for a distant quarter of the world, where his name

  and humiliation were unknown . But this was useless; his attempt

  was registered; his purpose published to the world; his shame could

  never be erased from the memories of men . It was as well to fail at

  last after a struggle, as to fly now at the beginning of his enterprise.

  From the moment that he adopted this idea, he was changed . His

  depression and anxiety fled; he became all life and activity. The

  smile of triumph shone on his countenance; determined to pursue

  his object to the uttermost, his manner and expression seem omi-

  nous of the accomplishment of his wishes . Not so Perdita . She was

  frightened by his gaiety, for she dreaded a greater revulsion at the

  end . If his appearance even inspired us with hope, it only rendered

  the state of her mind more painful . She feared to lose sight of him;

  yet she dreaded to remark any change in the temper of his mind .

  She listened eagerly to him, yet tantalized herself by giving to his

  words a meaning foreign to their true interpretation, and adverse to

  her hopes . She dared not be present at the contest; yet she remained

  at home a prey to double solicitude . She wept over her little girl; she

  looked, she spoke, as if she dreaded the occurrence of some frightful

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  calamity . She was half mad from the effects of uncontrollable agita-

  tion .Lord Raymond presented himself to the house with fearless

  confidence and insinuating address. After the Duke of——and Mr.

  Ryland had finished their speeches, he commenced. Assuredly he

  had not conned his lesson; and at first he hesitated, pausing in his

  ideas, and in the choice of his expressions . By degrees he warmed;

  his words flowed with ease, his language was full of vigour, and

  his voice of persuasion . He reverted to his past life, his successes

  in Greece, his favour at home . Why should he lose this, now that

  added years, prudence, and the pledge which his marriage gave to

  his country, ought to encrease, rather than diminish his claims to

  confidence? He spoke of the state of England; the necessary mea-

  sures to be taken to ensure its security, and confirm its prosperity. He

  drew a glowing picture of its present situation . As he spoke, every

  sound was hushed, every thought suspended by intense attention .

  His graceful elocution enchained the senses of his hearers . In some

  degree also he was fitted to reconcile all parties. His birth pleased

  the aristocracy; his being the candidate recommended by Adrian, a

  man intimately allied to the popular party, caused a number, who

  had no great reliance either on the Duke or Mr . Ryland, to range on

  his side .

  The contest was keen and doubtful . Neither Adrian nor myself

  would have been so anxious, if our own success had depended on

  our exertions; but we had egged our friend on to the enterprise, and

  it became us to ensure his triumph . Idris, who entertained the high-

  est opinion of his abilities, was warmly interested in the event: and

  my poor sister, who dared not hope, and to whom fear was misery,

  was plunged into a fever of disquietude .

  Day after day passed while we discussed our projects for the eve-

  ning, and each night was occupied by debates which offered no con-

  clusion . At last the crisis came: the night when parliament, which

  had so long delayed its choice, must decide: as the hour of twelve

  passed, and the new day began, it was by virtue of the constitution

  dissolved, its power extinct .

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  We assembled at Raymond’s house, we and our partizans . At half

  past five o’clock we proceeded to the House. Idris endeavoured to

  calm Perdita; but the poor girl’s agitation deprived her of all power

  of self-command . She walked up and down the room,—gazed wildly

  when any one entered, fancying that they might be the announcers

  of her doom . I must do justice to my sweet sister: it was not for her-

  self that she was thus agonized . She alone knew the weight which

  Raymond attached to his success . Even to us he assumed gaiety and

  hope, and assumed them so well, that we did not divine the secret

  workings of his mind . Sometimes a nervous trembling, a sharp dis-

  sonance of voice, and momentary fits of absence revealed to Perdita

  the violence he did himself; but we, intent on our plans, observed

  only his ready laugh, his joke intruded on all occasions, the flow of

  his spirits which seemed incapable of ebb . Besides, Perdita was with

  him in his retirement; she saw the moodiness that succeeded to this

  forced hilarity; she marked his disturbed sleep, his painful irritabil-

  ity—once she had seen his tears—hers had scarce ceased to flow,

  since she had beheld the big drops which disappointed pride had

  caused to gather in his eye, but which pride was unable to dispel .

  What wonder then, that her feelings were wrought to this pitch! I

  thus accounted to myself for her agitation; but this was not all, and

  the sequel revealed another excuse .

  One moment we seized before our departure, to take leave of

  our beloved girls . I had small hope of success, and entreated Idris

  to watch over my sister . As I approached the latter, she seized my

  hand, and drew me into another apartment; she threw herself into

  my arms, and wept
and sobbed bitterly and long . I tried to soothe

  her; I bade her hope; I asked what tremendous consequences would

  ensue even on our failure . “My brother,” she cried, “protector of my

  childhood, dear, most dear Lionel, my fate hangs by a thread . I have

  you all about me now—you, the companion of my infancy; Adrian,

  as dear to me as if bound by the ties of blood; Idris, the sister of my

  heart, and her lovely offspring . This, O this may be the last time that

  you will surround me thus!”

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  Abruptly she stopped, and then cried: “What have I said?—fool-

  ish false girl that I am!” She looked wildly on me, and then suddenly

  calming herself, apologized for what she called her unmeaning

  words, saying that she must indeed be insane, for, while Raymond

  lived, she must be happy; and then, though she still wept, she suf-

  fered me tranquilly to depart . Raymond only took her hand when

  he went, and looked on her expressively; she answered by a look of

  intelligence and assent .

  Poor girl! what she then suffered! I could never entirely forgive

  Raymond for the trials he imposed on her, occasioned as they were

  by a selfish feeling on his part. He had schemed, if he failed in his

  present attempt, without taking leave of any of us, to embark for

  Greece, and never again to revisit England . Perdita acceded to his

  wishes; for his contentment was the chief object of her life, the

  crown of her enjoyment; but to leave us all, her companions, the

  beloved partners of her happiest years, and in the interim to conceal

  this frightful determination, was a task that almost conquered her

  strength of mind . She had been employed in arranging for their de-

  parture; she had promised Raymond during this decisive evening, to

  take advantage of our absence, to go one stage of the journey, and

  he, after his defeat was ascertained, would slip away from us, and

  join her .

  Although, when I was informed of this scheme, I was bitterly

  offended by the small attention which Raymond paid to my sister’s

  feelings, I was led by reflection to consider, that he acted under the

  force of such strong excitement, as to take from him the conscious-

  ness, and, consequently, the guilt of a fault . If he had permitted us

  to witness his agitation, he would have been more under the guid-

  ance of reason; but his struggles for the shew of composure, acted

  with such violence on his nerves, as to destroy his power of self-

  command . I am convinced that, at the worst, he would have returned

  from the seashore to take leave of us, and to make us the partners of

  his council . But the task imposed on Perdita was not the less pain-

  ful . He had extorted from her a vow of secrecy; and her part of the

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  drama, since it was to be performed alone, was the most agonizing

  that could be devised . But to return to my narrative .

  The debates had hitherto been long and loud; they had often been

  protracted merely for the sake of delay . But now each seemed fear-

  ful lest the fatal moment should pass, while the choice was yet unde-

  cided . Unwonted silence reigned in the house, the members spoke in

  whispers, and the ordinary business was transacted with celerity and

  quietness. During the first stage of the election, the Duke of——had

  been thrown out; the question therefore lay between Lord Raymond

  and Mr . Ryland . The latter had felt secure of victory, until the ap-

  pearance of Raymond; and, since his name had been inserted as a

  candidate, he had canvassed with eagerness . He had appeared each

  evening, impatience and anger marked in his looks, scowling on us

  from the opposite side of St . Stephen’s, as if his mere frown would

  cast eclipse on our hopes .

  Every thing in the English constitution had been regulated for the

  better preservation of peace . On the last day, two candidates only

  were allowed to remain; and to obviate, if possible, the last struggle

  between these, a bribe was offered to him who should voluntarily

  resign his pretensions; a place of great emolument and honour was

  given him, and his success facilitated at a future election . Strange

  to say however, no instance had yet occurred, where either candi-

  date had had recourse to this expedient; in consequence the law

  had become obsolete, nor had been referred to by any of us in our

  discussions . To our extreme surprise, when it was moved that we

  should resolve ourselves into a committee for the election of the

  Lord Protector, the member who had nominated Ryland, rose and

  informed us that this candidate had resigned his pretensions . His

  information was at first received with silence; a confused murmur

  succeeded; and, when the chairman declared Lord Raymond duly

  chosen, it amounted to a shout of applause and victory . It seemed as

  if, far from any dread of defeat even if Mr . Ryland had not resigned,

  every voice would have been united in favour of our candidate . In

  fact, now that the idea of contest was dismissed, all hearts returned

  to their former respect and admiration of our accomplished friend .

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  Each felt, that England had never seen a Protector so capable of

  fulfilling the arduous duties of that high office. One voice made of

  many voices, resounded through the chamber; it syllabled the name

  of Raymond .

  He entered . I was on one of the highest seats, and saw him walk

  up the passage to the table of the speaker . The native modesty of

  his disposition conquered the joy of his triumph . He looked round

  timidly; a mist seemed before his eyes . Adrian, who was beside me,

  hastened to him, and jumping down the benches, was at his side in

  a moment . His appearance re-animated our friend; and, when he

  came to speak and act, his hesitation vanished, and he shone out

  supreme in majesty and victory . The former Protector tendered him

  the oaths, and presented him with the insignia of office, performing

  the ceremonies of installation . The house then dissolved . The chief

  members of the state crowded round the new magistrate, and con-

  ducted him to the palace of government . Adrian suddenly vanished;

  and, by the time that Raymond’s supporters were reduced to our

  intimate friends merely, returned leading Idris to congratulate her

  friend on his success .

  But where was Perdita? In securing solicitously an unobserved

  retreat in case of failure, Raymond had forgotten to arrange the

  mode by which she was to hear of his success; and she had been too

  much agitated to revert to this circumstance . When Idris entered,

  so far had Raymond forgotten himself, that he asked for my sister;

  one word, which told of her mysterious disappearance, recalled him .

  Adrian it is true had already gone to seek the fugitive, imagining

  that her tameless anxiety had led her to the purlieus of the House,

  and that some sinister event detained her . But Raymond, without

  explaining himself, suddenly quitted us, and in another moment we

 
; heard him gallop down the street, in spite of the wind and rain that

  scattered tempest over the earth . We did not know how far he had

  to go, and soon separated, supposing that in a short time he would

  return to the palace with Perdita, and that they would not be sorry to

  find themselves alone.

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  Perdita had arrived with her child at Dartford, weeping and incon-

  solable . She directed everything to be prepared for the continuance

  of their journey, and placing her lovely sleeping charge on a bed,

  passed several hours in acute suffering . Sometimes she observed

  the war of elements, thinking that they also declared against her,

  and listened to the pattering of the rain in gloomy despair . Some-

  times she hung over her child, tracing her resemblance to the father,

  and fearful lest in after life she should display the same passions

  and uncontrollable impulses, that rendered him unhappy . Again,

  with a gush of pride and delight, she marked in the features of her

  little girl, the same smile of beauty that often irradiated Raymond’s

  countenance . The sight of it soothed her . She thought of the treasure

  she possessed in the affections of her lord; of his accomplishments,

  surpassing those of his contemporaries, his genius, his devotion to

  her .—Soon she thought, that all she possessed in the world, except

  him, might well be spared, nay, given with delight, a propitiatory

  offering, to secure the supreme good she retained in him . Soon she

  imagined, that fate demanded this sacrifice from her, as a mark she

  was devoted to Raymond, and that it must be made with cheerful-

  ness. She figured to herself their life in the Greek isle he had selected

  for their retreat; her task of soothing him; her cares for the beaute-

  ous Clara, her rides in his company, her dedication of herself to his

  consolation . The picture then presented itself to her in such glowing

  colours, that she feared the reverse, and a life of magnificence and

  power in London; where Raymond would no longer be hers only,

  nor she the sole source of happiness to him . So far as she merely

  was concerned, she began to hope for defeat; and it was only on his

  account that her feelings vacillated, as she heard him gallop into the

  court-yard of the inn . That he should come to her alone, wetted by

 

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