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"Indeed, sir, I don't know!" cried Mary

"I assure you, sir," said Mrs Wyers, "the lady--"

"Peace!" cried he, furiously, "I will not hear your falsehoods!-- peace, and begone!"-Then, casting hiround by her side, "Oh ? how have I lost thee? what dreadful calamity has befallen thee?--answer me, my love! raise your sweet head and answer ; the bitterest words will beup, called out with great quickness, "Who are you?"

"Who alad you would go away," cried she, in a hurrying manner, "for you are quite unknown toto resentment this aversion and repulse, hastily , "Well indeed iveness, load uish! I have merited severer punishment still; I have behaved like a monster, and I aarding hierly exclaione this instant"

"To , "how horrible!--but I deserve it!--look not, however, so terrified, and I will tearyou from this place, and I will only watch you at a distance, and never see you more till you permit me to approach you"

"Why, why," cried Cecilia, with a look of perplexity and impatience, "will you not tell me your name, and where you come from?"

"Do you not know me?" said he, struck with new horror; "or do you onlye from Mr Monckton?"

"Froht you had been Mr Monckton yourself"

"Too cruel, yet justly cruel Cecilia!--is then Delvile utterly renounced?--the guilty, the unhappy Delvile!--is he cast off for ever? have you driven him wholly from your heart? do you deny him even a place in your remembrance?"

"Is your name, then, Delvile?"

"O what is it you mean? is it me orup, "I well remember to have heard, and once I loved it, and three tiht And when I was cold and wretched, I cherished it; and when I was abandoned and left alone, I repeated it and sung to it"