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 his foot, and threw down three pots of honey, an which by no means helped to restore him  reason. Sometime after this the illness of a caused the abseneeabsence [sic] of Mr. and Mrs Nutting for a few days. During this time, under a pretence of going to pay Mrs Herris, the governess, a visit, left the house, were united to eaeheach [sic] other in bonds which only death could rend asunder. Not to tire your patience, I shall merely state, that in a few weeks our union was diseovereddiscovered [sic]; we were both rudely driven from Mr Nutting's house. Mr Darwell, my only friend on earth, refused to see me: and thus were the proeeedingproceeding [sic] five years my life fooled away without advantage either to myself or benefactor. Ellinor had, while at Mrs Harries, formed some acquaintance with a Mr. Brooker who was a bookseller and publisher in the city, and with whom she renewed her friendship by the assistance of the above lady; he found us sufficient employ in poetry and translations. Ellinor wrote a Novel, which succeeded well, and competence was the reward of our labour. We resided in a neat dwelling at Walworth, and only visited the metropolis occasionally. At the end of the first year, Ellinor bore me a daughter, who took her name.—But see me my young friend, to-morrow—Retire now—I am not equal to the task I have imposed on myself; and eomecome [sic] prepare to hear a tale of horror."

Towards evening, on the following day, a packet was delivered to Barnwell, he retired to his chamber and hastiely broke the seal; on a slip of paper was written these lines; "An event whiehwhich [sic] has oeeuredoccured [sic] this day drives me from a retreat, in whiehwhich [sic] I had hoped to die. I shall see you no more till we meet in London. I shall diseoverdiscover [sic] your abode, and will not fail to call on you. In the mean time, I have penned for your perusal the sequal of my story.—