“No; Mephistopheles is not ubiquitous, and I left him at home here, it seems, when I took that child to ride.  It is difficult for me to believe you are my sister! very difficult!  It is the most humiliating thought that could possibly be suggested to me.  May, I very nearly decided to send you and Pauline out into the world without a dime!—­without a cent!—­just as I found you, and I may do so yet—­”

“You dare not!  You dare not!  You swore a solemn oath to the dying that you would always provide for us!  I am not afraid of your breaking your vow!” cried Mrs. Chilton leaning heavily against the table to support herself.

“You give me credit for too much nicety.  I tell you I would break my oath to-morrow—­nay, to-night; for your duplicity cancels it—­but for that orphan you hate so cordially.  She would never return if you and Pauline suffered for the past.  For her sake, and hers only, I will still assist, support you; for have her here I will! if it cost me life and fortune!  I would send you off to the plantation, but there are no educational advantages there for Pauline; and, therefore, if Beulah returns, I have resolved to buy and give you a separate home, wherever you may prefer.  Stay here, you cannot and shall not!”

“And what construction will the world place on your taking a young girl into your house at the time that I leave it?  Guy, with what marvelous foresight you are endowed!” said she, laughing sardonically.

“I shall take measures to prevent any improper construction!  Mrs. Watson, the widow of one of my oldest and best friends, has been left in destitute circumstances, and I shall immediately offer her a home here, to take charge of my household and look after Beulah when I am absent.  She is an estimable woman, past fifty years of age, and her character is so irreproachable that her presence here will obviate the objection you have urged.  You will decide to-night where you wish to fix your future residence, and let me know to-morrow.  I shall not give you longer time for a decision.  Meantime, when Beulah returns you will not allude to the matter.  At your peril, May!  I have borne much from you; but, by all that I prize, I swear I will make you suffer severely if you dare to interfere again.  Do not imagine that I am ignorant of your schemes!  I tell you now, I would gladly see Percy Lockhart lowered into the grave rather than know that you had succeeded in blinding him!  Oh, his noble nature would loathe you, could he see you as you are.  There, go! or I shall forget that I am talking to a woman—­much less a woman claiming to be my sister!  Go! go!” He put up his hands as if unwilling to look at her, and, leaving the room, descended to the front door.  A large family carriage, drawn by two horses, stood in readiness, and, seating himself within it, he ordered the coachman to drive to the asylum.  Mrs. Williams met him at the entrance, and, despite her assumed composure, felt nervous and uncomfortable, for his scrutinizing look disconcerted her.